Mistakes Were Made But Not By Me นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He ended his beautiful speech smiling tearfully. "Merry Christmas Dad." "Merry Christmas grandad." ********* Is okay to make a mistake, but us not okay when you don't learn from it✍️

Freggo Life has been going good, who would have thought that a day would come when I would finally come when I would make peace with myself and accept the past, I have made so many mistakes in this lifetime and I have also learnt my lessons hoping that in the next life things would be better than this one, I gave already made so many mistakes in this life and could only depend on luck to keep me alive. As I stood up from my living room after being in thought for a very long time I made up my mind that today I'm going to tell my neighbor every truth about myself so if she's going to accept me that means she's also willing to accept my flaws.

Nothing had seemed out of the ordinary. But I had been so stressed lately, so distracted. Could I have made a mistake without realizing it? The thought made me sick to my stomach, a cold sweat breaking out on my skin. “Audrey,” Edwin said softly, kneeling in front of me. “You know this isn’t your fault, right?” I looked at him, but I could hardly see him through the tears that were blurring my vision. “But what if it is?” I choked out. “What if I did something without thinking? I’ve been so stressed, so tired... Maybe I made a mistake. Maybe I…”

Olivia says as if she cannot believe she missed this little mistake. "Sometimes it takes somebody that has no clue what is going on to see the mistake that the people in technology do not realize," I say. I never thought that Olivia would make that mistake. But we need this personally. You don't want to believe what is happening, but you do not see the errors occurring in front of your eyes," I say. "I have to call my mother because my mother has been suffering a lot lately. I appreciate your help but I do not know how I missed it. I am totally flabbergasted," Olivia says.

I blinked a few times, but this time I didn’t take any step back. On the contrary, this discussion was not over, not even close. There were still many loose ends that I didn’t seem to be aware of. Mistakes made with or without intention pressed so hard on my soul that they did not let me breathe. I wasn’t the type to blame others, but what he thought he had that right was outrageous. I rejected the idea of doing it for a noble cause with all my might.

I realized he was having a hard time accepting his mistakes . " I was so drown in my work as I wanted to make things beautiful and perfect for us ... I wanted to provide you with the greatest riches of the world but I couldn't see how we were drawing apart ....you did admit to marry me giving me a chance but I just ruined the opportunity ... if it wasn't for the accident I guess I wouldn't have realized how precious you are to me " he kept all his mistakes bare to me .

However, there was one mistake she made and became the root of my misery: she did not consider me before taking an action; she did not consult me about what she wanted to do. Meanwhile, I also made one mistake: I did not consider anything that might happen before accepting the pinkish cloud, which was not, to my knowledge, a curse. I became the fuel of my own misery. It means that we both made mistakes and should help each other fix what we did wrong. "Is there something bothering you and you're lulled?" Alicia broke the silence. "If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask me."

I leaned over, every pore of my body taken over with the need to know what he was saying. "It’s quite simple," he said to me. "Before anyone ever found out I made a mistake, I would fix it. Well, everybody already knows about your mistake now. The only option left for you is to fix it. Do something so amazing that nobody even remembers the mistake you made before, and it is completely buried by what you did next."

“I know I don’t deserve it, but I believe in second chances.” I crossed my arms and turned away from him, leaning on the balustrade, my gaze pinned on the door. “Look,” he continued. “I’m not going to give you that crap of we all make mistakes. I made a mistake, and I sure as hell acknowledge it, but we can’t let one mistake determine the trajectory of our lives forever.” “It’s amazing how we make mistakes in the moment and we don’t realize it’s a mistake until later in time,” I looked at him. “Don’t you think it’s absurd.”

I whispered in disbelief. “It was a mistake.” I laughed bitterly through my tears. “A mistake?” “Yes.” “No.” I shook my head violently. “A mistake is accidentally putting salt instead of sugar into tea. A mistake is forgetting the flowers at the ceremony because you were nervous. A mistake is saying the wrong thing during an argument and regretting it afterward.” My chest tightened painfully as I stared at him. “But this?” My voice cracked. “This wasn’t a mistake, Roth. You didn’t accidentally fall into bed with her.”