My Fault Series Book Mga Nobela at Kwento

She couldn't complete her sentence. "It's not your fault babe. Don't push yourself hard. If there's someone to blame for everything, it was me. Everything started because of my infidelity. Now I am punished! Everything that I wanted is all taken to me slowly. You and Daniel are the only ones left but I could feel losing you both as well." Dwight bravely uttered. Accepting fault isn't easy to do. I'm glad he faces his fear and starting to conquer it. "No, it's not your fault. It was never been your fault." Alison tried to comfort him but Dwight this time is serious and man enough to stand up.

I can’t lose her. Harper was wrong. This was all my fault. I should have been careful. Not careful but smarter and solved the case of the Kioni’s accident years ago. I should have put it together soon. The striking similarities. All the blame was on me. Faith’s death and whatever happens next will be all my fault. Time flew off with me unnerved the whole time. Anything could go wrong so I tried to be as quiet as I can be so I don’t make Mrs. Smith aware or come check on me. It would end badly if she did.

About the man smiling while trying to kill us. "I'm so sorry" Damian said. "I'm so sorry this happened" "It's not your fault" I said quietly. Then I stopped. I looked at him. "Actually it is your fault. All of this is your fault" Damian didn't argue. He just nodded. "You're right" he said. "It is.”

“ I just feel guilty like I did something wrong, this mess was supposed to be mine. I was the one who invited this trouble and it was I who didn’t protect her parents properly. I should have thought things through properly before running from Glenn but I didn’t, I made an instinctive decision because I wanted to get away from him. That caused my parents’ safety to get endangered and the same could be said for you, I am here to help you out but instead, you are the one who is helping me out, I even caused this tragedy where you got hurt. If only I was paying attention then this wouldn’t have happened-” “ Woah, Woah, hold that thought,” said Cain as he held his hand up, staring at Reyna like h

I asked on our way back? “Don’t wanna talk about it.” “That’s fine. We can talk about something else…. Have anything in mind?” He stopped walking and turned to look at me. “This was your fault.” “What?” “You told me to touch myself.” “Did you also forget the part where I told you to play a game…or… or read a fucking book. Now it’s my fault that you couldn’t get yourself to cum!” “What the fuck did you say to me?” “Oh! You heard me. It’s not my fault that you couldn’t get you…”

Emma, the fake heiress, and I were sold into an underground BDSM club. When my parents, the richest couple in the country, and my husband, Leo DeLuca, the feared Don of the DeLuca crime family, finally found us, I was bound with duct tape and covered in wounds. Emma lay beside me, heavily pregnant and unconscious. Three months later, doctors confirmed that her baby had died in the womb. She was the adopted daughter my parents had cherished for twenty years, and the girl my husband had never gotten over. My parents and husband went half mad, offering a nationwide one-hundred-million-dollar bounty for any lead on the person responsible. I was the only one who might have seen the culprit's face

He wasn't a loved one but he was someone I cared about and I am sure he was being hurt because of me. It seems like it hadn't been Alora’s fault; for the first time she had been telling the truth… It was my fault. My mother or Alora wasn't the one bringing a risk to his life, I was. I am sorry Seff but since it was my fault I will do anything to protect you,even if you don't like it.

It is all my fault, Mine! I should never have gone to search for him, even after I found him with that bitch, I should have just left him, I should have just gone along with the mission, I should have just left him to his silly cravings, I should have put the mission first, I should have put Harriet and the mission first, this should never have happened, it is my fault. No, what the hell am I even saying, it’s not my fault, it’s his fault, it’s all Dominic’s fault and I’ll make sure he pays dearly for everything he has done.

He said “Oh guys, please don't do this again.” “I didn't do anything, I just brought out the book. You were the one figuring out the hole. Trying to know what's in there.” “Well, if you had spoken to us before pulling out the book we would have weighed our chances.” “I have been speaking!” I yelled, “but you didn't want to listen because you didn't want to ruin the life of the woman who saved you. Well guess who's life is ruined.” “So you are saying this is my fault?” He asked

Declan was quiet. "I don't want to be in this place as much as you do, Declan, but here we are ... because we screwed up! We screwed up so bad, and we're trying to fix this unfixable problem ... there's really not much difference between you and me ... just the fact that you're so damn rich and I'm not ... we're just two screw ups ... fucking failures..." he dug his fingers into his hair and rested his elbows on the table. Declan took a big gulp of his drink, he didn't argue with that.