My Fault Kindle Novels & Stories

Aubrey's Pov I couldn't believe what had happened, I know it's my fault and there are no two ways about it, it could only be my fault, I caused the entire thing and endangered the life of the baby, Mr obnoxious seemed weirdly calm about it and it made me wonder even more, Is it really okay? It was so unlike him since something like this happened, especially since it was my fault, I struggled to go to sleep. When I knew it was all my fault

I'll be Labeebah Bakura. "Baayi, I'm sorry. I am truly sorry." Bashir Bakura pinched the space between his brows, let go of the skin and then massaged it. He pulled his hands through his slightly curly hair and leaned back in his chair, enough to watch his second daughter and last child, Falmata, cry. He was trying to determine the authenticity of her tears. "What are you sorry for?" He asked with a wave of his hand even though, somehow he knew. He knew the documents he had left in her mother's room for her to see had been seen and this was a reaction.

“it isn't your fault, it was my fucking fault, I kept chunking down on chocolates and candies, I could have done better, I did nothing but sneak around eating bad things even when you earned me not to, I'm sorry, I really should not have, funny thing I felt the pain earlier. I felt it, and for a couple of days I knew something was wrong, but I was damn too confident, I thought I knew it all Lawrence, I'm sorry I had not informed you about it, I could have gone to the hospital, I should have complained, I should have ran some tests, all these would have changed, my child would have stayed alive, but I did nothing, I remained calm what as the worst that could happen? Those were my thoughts and

Even the tree consoled them,the dry leaves falling on them. Joy listened secretly " is it really not my fault". For all the years she lived in the dark, covering the blanket of sorrow,opening deep scars in her heart,was it really not fault? Even I, have my scars. Sometimes, I'd cry at nights thinking about why things went wrong and if it isn't really my fault. Thinking of my pains and being locked in a cage where I think I need freedom,I created my character and I try my best to write in a way that my readers understand the pains of my character.

Then, expressionless, I told him, “People’s inherent flaws are in their bones. Sooner or later, they will surface. Asking this is meaningless.” Joel smiled bitterly, rubbed his face, and left. Not long after, Yorks Corporation filed for bankruptcy. On the way back home with his parents, Joel was involved in a car accident. Perhaps it was karmic retribution. A head injury left him deaf, and his left leg could no longer walk normally. He became partially disabled. His parents were fine, just minor concussions that would heal with time. Someone in the hospital said, “Joel lay on the bed, crying and laughing at the same time, muttering over and over that this was retribution to what he had done.

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" ******************************************

"Eve, I'm sorry for missing our date. Regardless of my excuse, you must have waited a long, long time for me. That's my fault. To be honest, I knew it was you the moment you added me with your anonymous account. That's because I've seen you logging into that account in the library. "I was surprised when you asked me if I'd like to have that kind of video chat with you. It was hard to imagine you doing something like that because you seemed so well-behaved. I couldn't help but feel happy when I learned that I was the first person you asked to do it. I knew you weren't a girl who often found pleasure using such methods. You only did it to find out how I felt about you."

, she started clapping after saying this. "Ru....", Aavir was about to speak. "What is my fault, Vir? I loved Paavak truly. Is that my fault? I considered you as my best friend. Is that my fault? I thought maybe one day you both will forgive me and everything will become normal. Is that my fault? You know what my fault is Vir, I trusted you both more than myself. THAT IS MY ONLY FAULT. THAT IS MY ONLY FAULT", Nira shouted from the bottom of her voice and started to cry vigorously. She let all her worries which she was keeping inside her.

Even though Chandler had promised he would handle everything, and that deep, steady voice of his had eased some of the crushing fear in my chest, the guilt still refused to let me go. It’s my fault. I thought bitterly, my fingers twisting the edge of the silk sheet. I’m the one who started this. I flirted with my best friend’s father. I let him touch me. I called him Daddy when his own daughter was clueless in the same house. I turned onto my side and curled into a tight ball, trying to disappear into myself. But no matter how hard I tried to drown in self-blame, I couldn’t stop the warmth that bloomed in my chest every time I thought about him.

“Then maybe you should’ve stopped when I told you to. I begged you, Claire, but you wouldn’t listen. It’s your fault! It’s all your fault!” Claire’s heart shattered at her mother’s words. Her hands slipped from her shoulders, falling limp by her sides. A tear rolled down her cheek, and she whispered to herself, “It’s my fault... it’s my fault,” over and over, the words cutting deeper each time. Suddenly, her surroundings blurred and shifted, pulling her out of the memory. She blinked, her breath hitching as reality came back into focus. It was just a flashback—a cruel reminder of a past she could never undo.