Novel & Cerita Not My Fault Book

It's not your fault Isabelle . "It is not my fault? I dragged you all into this mess." "It's not my fault? I dragged Aiden and Amelia into this, they got kidnapped. " "It's not my fault? I almost killed your sister Justin." "It's not my fault? So it isn't my fault that James took that bullet for Mre that evening?" It isn't my fault right then why am I the root cause of all of this? "Tell me, Justin. " "Why I ju… just want an answer "

Hello everyone! I am back with book 2 and to save you and myself some trouble I have decided to publish book 2 right here under book 1. At first, I wanted to call the second book "My Brother's Keeper" and I wanted to make it a separate book from this one but it's literally just a continuation of Not My Brother so I decided to just post the new chapters under this story. This way you guys don't have to go search for it and go through unnecessary trouble to find it.

I rubbed my forehead in frustration. In front of me stood my ex, Lewis Gordon, whom I hadn't seen in five years. He looked like he was about to blow a fuse. I took a deep breath and said again, "Lewis, I'm telling you again. He is not your son. We are over, so please stop pestering me. After all, the best exes are the ones who are as good as dead. If you run into them, the most respectful thing is to act like you've never met."

It happened on the same road where we first met because of an accident. The difference was that back then, it was due to drunk driving, and this time, she was determined to die. When Lionel found me, I was playing a puzzle with Jerry. His temples were streaked with white hair, and he looked ten years older. He handed me Rhea's suicide note, asking if it was his fault. I smiled. I didn't even look at the note and tore it into pieces, tossing it into the trash. Behind me, Myra walked over with a cup of coffee.

He really did shove all the blame onto someone else without a hint of shame. I kept my expression innocent. "Rachel, what does any of this have to do with me? I was with you that day in line. How could Adrian accuse me of something so outrageous?" Of course, Rachel didn’t buy a word of Adrian’s lies. She sneered coldly. "Summer has been my best friend since we were kids. Don’t you think I know exactly what kind of person she is? But you’re saying everything is her fault? Is she the one who put a baby in Lola’s belly? Was she the one who made you fool around with her?

All this time I'd put myself in the fireline with just hope as my blind shield. And I had no one else to blame but me. The conditions had always been over the table. I'd been so foolish. "But..." Nate was shaking his head, as if he couldn't believe this conversation was taking place. Well, neither could I. I hugged my middle, the coldness suddenly ten times worst. My jumper no longer available to keep it all away as I felt it sink deep in my bones. "But-" "I don't." my eyes welled up against my best intentions. "And I'm sorry, this is my fault. I know it. I thought I could be like this, but... I can't." I took another step back.

"S-Something will always haunt all of us. But that doesn't mean you don't deserve all that life has to offer. Because you do. You deserve happiness. She would have wanted that for you." “ Do you think so?” He asked looking at me "I know," I confirm. "And f-for you, it was probably hard to see that what happened wasn't your fault. It becomes so hard to stop blaming yourself when what you experienced feels so real, so dependent on your actions. But some things are always going to be out of our control. So, what happened? It was Blood Moon's fault. All of it. Not yours. I know people have probably told you that before, but--"

"Why would I throw it away? A good doctor-patient relationship is something to be happy about." His surprise was exactly what I expected. In the past, I would have been angry and thrown away anything related to another woman. But now, these small tricks didn't stir any emotions in me. He seemed to want to say more, but suddenly there was a loud thunderclap, and the entire room plunged into darkness—the power had gone out.

She was just too oblivious, and innocent. Do give my other books a try, Not Mine: Drak mafia marriage. I*******m:@tildamorte

We thought we were stronger than those people, but it finally happened, and it was all my fault. Enjoy reading -T Kindly please comment and vote if you like this chapter. It would mean a lot to me. your comments will help me improve my writing a lot and thank you for reading.