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“I don’t want my actions to make people I care about suffer. You, Chris. You both could be so hurt by this.” “Don’t say that baby. This isn’t your fault. don’t take the fault for my actions. The fault is mine. I was stupid and careless, and I didn’t protect you like I should have. None of this would have happened if I hadn’t been such a goddamn fool.”

I added at his pointed look. So painful it made me want to cross my legs at the memory. “It wasn’t my fault, Gina.” “Hey, did I say it was?” I proded him in the arm. I knew it wasn’t his fault. He did everything he could to make it perfect for me. “I just didn’t realize you were so big. If I’d have known, I’d have run a fucking mile to find something closer to the size of a tampon to break me in.” He raised his eyebrows. “I’m offended by that. Especially since it was actually your fault.”

Freddy apologized. "You know it's not really your fault Freddy." Diana said. "You were just looking for an adventure and it turned out the one you picked is a deadly one." Linda added. The truth is that its my own fault for letting my friends start this when I knew the entire time that it would come to this. I regret that I has to use them to free myself but there was no other way. I'm really sorry guys. It's really my own fault.

I couldn't let him kill her. "Don't you know you caused all this" he said and I turned my attention to him. "It's not my fault" "If you weren't born everything would have been perfect" He was trying to manipulate me and to be honest it wasn't working as effectively as the last nth times "It's not my fault" I yelled "Krystabel don't let him get to you"my mother warned "Don't deny it,it's your fault"he insisted with a drunk but sinister smile "It's not" I shouted this time

“What? So you are saying that you are goody two shoes now? Are you saying that it's not your fault why she lost her memories? Are you saying that it is not your fault that she is feeling like that because of what you said to her and what you did to her?” Francis can’t say any word for what Mazie had said is all true. He can’t deny that the reason why Kianna lost her memories lies in his responsibility. It is also his fault why Kianna is having a hard time in her life for he treated her way. Still, he didn’t want that to happen. ‘It is not my fault if someone fall for me. Did I asked them to feel that way? I am just who I am…’

She had been the one to get them in this situation and the guilt was unbearable. “I’m sorry, papa.” She whispered, closing her eyes against the tears that threatened to fall. “No, sweetie. This is my fault. I should have gotten out of this business a long time ago.” He whispered, choking on his tears. “Whatever happens, I don’t blame you for any of this.” “No, Mateo. By the end of this, you’re going to hate yourself.” Bernard chuckled. “Are we ready?” Bernard asked, turning to the man behind the camera.

“My fault? My fault? It turns out it’s all my fault? I was too willful. I was too confident. Everything was my fault?” Sabrina was speechless. Hearing Lily’s miserable tone, Sabrina did not know what she should say anymore. However, Sabrina was not fond of Lily at all. Lily was such a pretentious woman. No matter if she is dead or alive, and how miserable was, it was the consequence that she should bear herself. It has nothing to do with Sabrina.

Ame tried to explain to her friend. Ego bowed her head in remorse. "I've failed you, Ame, I pushed you unconsciously into Dapo's arms! Oh, will Phil ever forgive me for this?!" she muttered and shook her head. She looked up at Ame. This time both friends had a film of tears in their eyes. Involuntarily, they clasped each other in a tight embrace and wept their hearts out.

Why did I let it get to this? "I will find him and make him pay for this" "It's your fault I'm like this. It's your fault" "I'm sorry" ******************************************

Unable to hold back, I sniffled and let my tears betray me. “She is awake,” my mum’s voice resonates. “Tina,” she called, making me open my reddened eyes and look at her. “What?” I ask, my voice coming out cold and withdrawn. “I’m so sorry baby. This is all my fault,” she cried, grabbing hold of my plastered arm to pull me into a hug. “How is it your fault?” I ask, my fists clenched and shaking. “What?” she mumbled. “I dated an idiot. I made a stupid mistake. I put you in the limelight, I dragged your name into the mud, and I fucking tarnished your image. So how is any of that your fault!” I scream, staring daggers at her.