Novel & Cerita My Last Mistake

All mine. “If I tell you that I made a mistake. Will you for-gi-ve me-me” She began stammering while speaking. “Of Course darling. You are my love. How can I stay angry with my beautiful chick.” Harry said. “If that mistake is a bigger one” Caroline asked slowly.

It was then that a young girl ran up to him and placed a piece of candy in his hand, saying, "Please don't be sad, mister. It'll definitely be much better next year!" Henry held the candy tightly in his hand. He then smiled as he ruffled the young girl's hair, saying, "Alright." He smiled wryly as the young girl ran off laughing. He then looked down at the candy in his hand and murmured, "It's never going to be alright." His greatest love had already died, after all—taken from him right on the day that was supposed to be the happiest and most joyful of the year. He let out a deep, weary sigh, as if he had come to a difficult decision. He then took out his phone and dialed a number. "I'm read

"You were not the mistake, darling." "You are far from being a part of the mistake, babygirl." Michele added, his eyes narrowed as they shifted to his brother and for one surreal moment, Anny thought the brothers might actually continue their streak of agreement. "There was only one mistake last night and that mistake was Adriano." His voice dripped with disdain as he spoke his brother's name, the word curling off his tongue like it tasted of something foul.

"If it's because of what happened that night, I will explain to them that it was all my fault and I will apologize. Really, I won't hold you accountable for what happened that night." "You're trying to negotiate with me, huh?" The woman nodded slightly. "Yes-" “Sorry, negotiations failed. The decision can no longer be reversed, you must become my lover and meet my parents. End of discussion." "But how long will this agreement last? Come on! My fault is not that big! There's no way you're going to keep me in this predicament for too long, right?” Brian tried to think for a moment. He needed quite a long time, at least until his parents really stopped matchmaking him. "I'm not sure, let me thi

My friends looked down on me. He slammed the phone on the nightstand. "If you really wanted me to be happy, you should've taken Ian and gone far away. You shouldn't have shown up in front of me. But what did you do? You came right to me. You made everyone realize I was the fake heir. What about me? What did I do wrong?" Mason stood up. He walked toward the door. Before leaving, he looked back. "Don't blame Ian. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself. You shouldn't have let him come back and take away what belonged to me."

Regina listened attentively, her gaze unwavering and her heart open to her daughter's pain. Regina's gaze remained soft and understanding as Vivian poured out her heart. When Vivian finally paused, her mother's words were a soothing balm to her wounded soul. "My dear, life has taught me that making a mistake doesn't make you a bad person," Regina began, her voice gentle but firm. "It's the choices we make after that mistake, the actions we take to make amends and grow from it, that truly defines our character." Vivian absorbed her mother's wisdom, finding solace in her words. Regina's experience and perspective offered a guiding light in the midst of her turmoil.

"Kieran? What's wrong?" ​"Last night was a mistake," I said clearly, taking a slow sip of my coffee. Every word felt like a calculated strike, but I didn't let my expression waiver. "We got ahead of ourselves because of the adrenaline from the situation. It won't happen again." ​Yara blinked, her face turning pale as if I had just slapped her. "A mistake? Are you serious right now??"

Livia put soft pressure over my shoulder. I sat ignoring her demand. They were looking shocked. Everything hit back. I was walking behind them, her wedding, "Ghosh! Did I spoil your wedding? I'm so sorry," I was feeling like the worst friend on the entire earth, "I skipped my meal. But it wasn't my intention." I bit the corner of my lip. 'I don't know what to say but I can apologize. I spoiled her wedding. ' "It's not because of skipping your meal," I heard Jasper. His gaze was soft on me.

Kane stood and left, giving us privacy. Sarah also tactfully retreated to a distance. "What are you doing here?" I asked calmly. Damon got down on his knees before me. "I came to apologize and make amends." "Stand up." I frowned. "This looks pathetic." "No, I have to kneel," he said through tears. "Elena, I know I made unforgivable mistakes. I was blinded, fooled, and I hurt the one person I should never have hurt." I looked at him, my heart unmoved.

For the first time in forever, I saw a hint of guilt cross his face. "I know I treated you unfairly," he began. "I pushed back so hard against the engagement, and you took the brunt of it." He paused, like he was summoning his courage to continue. "I'm sorry. I was wrong about you." My thoughts drifted back to three years ago. Back then, Kendrick had been like the sun to me—blinding, but impossibly charming. I had thrown myself at him, offering sincerity again and again. But in return, I was left with disappointment.