Novel & Cerita Fault In Our Stars

Chapter 14: A New Lead Eltan Storm "I feel so bad, Faith. I kind of feel like it's my fault. Especially since it happened the day after I turned him down. Maybe I was too harsh on him?" "No, Candy. It wasn't your fault. It was just an accident, not a suicide." I listened to the conversation between Candy and Faith while leisurely sipping my drink at the bar counter. Today was Faith's first day back at work after her week off, and Candy was expressing her sorrows to Faith.

“This truth is ours, no matter what it takes.” The path spiraled upward, its translucent threads growing brighter, weaving fleeting glimpses of their journey—Kade’s protective embrace, Selene’s guiding light, Lucas’s defiant laughter, Bryan’s quiet sacrifice, Jessica’s mother weaving her first thread. The nexus’s heartbeat pulsed softly, blending with the star’s hum, a melody of love and loss that tugged at their souls. The starfield above shimmered, constellations aligning into a single, radiant pattern, yet a faint crack ran through it, like a flaw in the nexus’s core.

the crash of a plate, my door, locked, my headphones, music, loud, drowning, my pillow wet, my heart small, my world broken, my fault, always my fault, for not being enough, for not fixing them, for hiding, for surviving. I blinked, tears streaming, my breath coming in odd gasps, my bedroom now, my heart heavier, more compact, the photograph, Victor, her, them, it's all my fault. I didn't even know when he said kids were with him. I didn't ask, didn't overthink it.

Later, the Ubuntu Contractors started demolishing her parents’ house. At the Wells Hospital, Bella was lying on her bed in deep thoughts. She was thinking of reaching out to Penny to apologize. However, she was scared of rejection. At that moment, Cynthia walked into the ward carrying a basket of flowers. She looked at Bella with sadness in her eyes and said, “Bella, I am so sorry for sending the wrong video clip. It was not my intention, Bella. I forgot that I saved your mother’s video clip from social media. Please forgive me, my friend. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

She spent the next fifteen minutes on the floor, crying her heart out before walking to the mirror. She looked at her reflection. She already had huge bags under her eyes and her cheeks had streaks of her mascara mixed with her tears. She looked miserable. She had long realised that she couldn't come to love anyone else other than Ashton, when she tried to date much more handsome and richer guys than Ashton. She wanted no one else but him. For Callie, no one could replace her Ashton. It was all Katherine's fault that her life had become so vague and meaningless.

Tonight was a shit show. I can't stop thinking about Faith. I don't know her well, but I feel like she could be an asset to our dance troupe. Mark and Theo had been right about her inability to loosen up. She seemed insecure on the stage, wary, like if she messed up it would be the end for her. It was clear to me that Faith had demons, ones that were so severe she took to hiding instead of facing them. But as my friends already knew, we all had demons among us.

she blabbered on and Steve nodded at every words. “I am also in the medical department, I guess we will be meeting soon” he replied but she rolled her eyes. “I am applying for neurology so we might not get to meet much” she remarked and he clapped with a shocked expression, “I am also applying there” he announced with joy and she closed her eyes in disappointment. “Really? That is great! Then that means you both will be seeing each other often, it’s better you become friends as soon as possible so it can be easier for you both” Madam Joan cuts in and Bridget wanted to smack them for their reactions.

“Do you remember the message you left for me on the first day we met?“ Jared asked May, trying to ease her pain. This made her burst into tears. “yeah. I called you stupid after stealing your car. I never really apologized for that. I am sorry.“ “Come on, you don't have to apologize now. If you didn't do that, how would we have met?“ He stopped her. She cried, “that's what I'm talking about! It is all my fault. If I had never met you and I wasn't so stubborn when I found out my sister was marrying you, we would not have ended up this way. It's my fault that you're like this now.“ “Stop blaming yourself. We shouldn't be doing that at this last moment. We should hold each others hands and comf

Timothy's voice cracked with emotion, memories of the past flooding back, reopening old wounds. Stella took a step closer, her eyes pleading for understanding. "I made mistakes, terrible mistakes, but I didn't mean for any of this to happen. I was scared, lost... Please, Timothy, you know me. You know I'm not capable of what they're accusing me of." Timothy wavered, torn between his anger and the faint glimmer of the friendship they once shared. "I don't know anything anymore," he admitted, his voice softer now, filled with conflict.

Her face, usually stern and composed, was streaked with tears. “It’s all my fault,” she whispered for the third time. Her voice broke like glass in her throat. “If I didn’t let Lucas take Sofia, maybe they’d both still be here. Maybe none of this would have happened.” Susan kneeled beside her, gripping her hand firmly. “Come on, Ma. Don’t do that to yourself.” She tried to offer a soothing smile but failed. “You couldn’t have stopped him. He was Sofia’s father, and Sofia wanted to go with him. You did what any loving grandma would have done.”