Novel & Cerita Fault In Our Stars

He swallowed the food in his mouth and kept his eyes fixed on the stars. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Right on cue, Bane let out a soft snort, nudging Nathaniel’s knee for another piece. A low chuckle escaped my throat. I reached over, grabbing a small handful of blackberries and popping one into my mouth. “Right. Of course. My mistake.” Nathaniel leaned back against the cushions, his shoulder brushing mine. “The sky is beautiful tonight,” he whispered, his eyes reflecting the shimmering stars above us. “I’ve never seen it glow this brightly before.”

And that being said, I want to tell you, that none of this is your fault. I know that you are beating yourself up now, blaming yourself for what happened to me. But trust me Stefanos, it isn't your fault at all. It never will be. I smiled when I heard you were growing the rarest of flowers for me to willingly steal, and I cried when I heard you had accomplished what my father couldn't by going into the Elk forest and bringing the Smeraldo, making it a dream come true. I knew you were trying your best to bring me back on my feet, so none of this will ever be your fault. If anyone, it is I that should be blamed. For I never told you that I was dying.”

I woke up with a massive headache. I was out so late last night with Cassidy, she invited me to her place and of course, things got hot and heavy as it always was with her, it was good while it lasted, but when I rolled off from on top of her and I tried to close my eyes all I could see was her - Hannah. God, I miss her. I did not bother to wake up Cassidy or give her a proper goodbye. I just drove off and went home. I couldn't bear to stay and see her the following morning knowing in my heart and soul that I just want to get Hannah off of my mind and that's why I hook up with Cassidy. It's all too late knowing I made a mistake, because well, Hannah is dead.

I ask not understanding what I said to make her upset. “Oh honey, I had no idea that you were harboring so much guilt over everything. None of this was your fault.” I was about to protest, but she noticed and held her hand up to stop me. “It. Was. Not. Your. Fault. Yes, when we escaped we lost some people. What you don't seem to understand is that we were at war. When you are at war it is guaranteed that lives will be lost on both sides. As much as we would like to think ourselves to be indestructible, we are not. Not even you. We all have our faults, but it's how we handle our faults and the fall outs that really matter.

Max ran a hand through his hair with his eyes trained on the floor. “The rogue got away and when I stumbled up, I realized what had happened. He held a knife to her stomach and my sudden attack caused it to lodge itself in her body. I'll never forget those eyes, she stared at me with wide, fear-filled green eyes. I tried so hard to stop the bleeding, but it just kept pouring. When I looked at her again, she smiled and lifted her hand to my face and told me it was okay and that it wasn’t my fault, but it was. Star, it was my fault, if I hadn’t been so irresponsible, none of that would have happened.” A strangled sob escaped Max’s throat and Star longed to reach out to him, but her body was fr

It’s so low that I’m sure Mack must have to strain to hear it over the sounds of the wind blowing through the trees all around us. “That won’t happen.” His voice is so confident, so assured, that I want to believe it can’t happen. But I can’t. “You don’t know that,” I say. “And neither do I. Not really. But I can’t pretend that isn’t a possibility.” I swallow. “And we can’t forget about Faith. She came here in pain. I’ve added to that.” Mack frowns. “That was an accident, and everyone knows it. I’ve explained that to Faith. She’s been through a lot, but she’s a good person; she just needs time.”

"I never thought I'd see you again." Erin's voice trembled with regret as she finally found her words. "Faith, I... I'm so sorry for what I did that day, but I was trapped. I never stopped thinking about you. I also thought I would never see you again." Faith reached out, her hand trembling as she brushed away a tear from Erin's cheek. "I understand, Erin. We were both victims of that monster. None of it was your fault." The floodgates opened, and tears streamed down their faces as they embraced, their bodies trembling with the weight of their shared pain and the relief of this long-awaited reunion. Time seemed to stand still as they clung to each other, seeking solace and healing in each ot

Stella placed her hand on my shoulder. A stray tear rolled out of my eye. “Stells only if I could change time and bring her back,” I gritted my teeth. “It was all my fault.” I clasped my hand tightly, another tear leaking out of my eye. “Look at me honey.” She cupped my face in between her palms, her eyes showing pain. “Don’t ever consider yourself at fault, you couldn’t have done anything, it was meant to be that way.” I sighed. Why did I let her go. Why?

Stefan hadn't even finished responding before she burst into tears again, leaving him confused. "I'm sorry," Dorothy choked out, unable to stop crying. "This is all my fault. If I had known, I wouldn't have gone to see him. Then you wouldn’t be in this position." "Love, I’m fine," Stefan said softly. "You’re not! Harrison said you won’t be able to walk again, and it’s all my fault!" Dorothy sobbed. Stefan’s body stiffened. "Harrison said that?" His tone was sharp, as if trying to confirm what he had just heard.

I can't think clearly—my hands are shaking too much, my breathing too uneven, the institutional smell making me feel claustrophobic. IT'S YOUR FAULT, SARAH. IT'S YOUR FAULT, SARAH. IT'S YOUR FAULT, SARAH. "Raelynn!" Mum grabs my hands, jolting me back to reality. I force myself to meet her concerned eyes and Edward's worried gaze. "I... I don't know. We were all at the bonfire, but then..." Instead of explaining about the photo, about the message written in what looked like blood, my eyes well up with tears. "It's my fault, Mum."