Not Your Fault But Mine Novels & Stories

*I'm so sorry you're going through this. *It's not your fault,* I thought back. *None of this is your fault.* *Still. I wish I could make it better.* *You can't. No one can.*

It was not his fault that I broke my phone, I was clumsy and careless. “Thank you but this is too much and it was not your fault but mine,” I replied to him and politely denied his offer, but I think he didn’t like my words. His eyes darkened and his jaw sharpened like a blazing knife—which didn’t miss out any chance not to cause me stress.

Damian gave my advice then looked at the numbers on the screen, that was all there was. I then looked at the numbers again. "How much time do we have left?" “Nothing, we've even crossed the time limit. And the temperature in this room is freezing me even more!” “Shit, this is all because of you. What an annoying bastard!” I blamed Damian “Why is it my fault?”

Why? "Oh my God, this is all my fault."

Bella wailed and replied, “I am in so much pain, but the nurse refused to give me strong painkillers.” Her mother held her hand and replied, “Sweetheart, the public hospital does have the strong painkillers that you had in the private hospital.” Bella looked at her mother coldly and said, “It’s all your fault, Mom. Why did you provoke Mr Earl? What were you thinking about airing our family’s dirty linen on social media? I will never forgive you for destroying my life. I don’t even want to look at you. I am ashamed to call you my mother.”

Did he ever miss me? “Mia, it's not his fault,” Sylvia tried to explain. “Of course, it's not his fault!” I mocked, looking at her. “It's not your fault you hid the truth from me, it's not his fault he didn't even try looking for me all my life. Who's fault is it? It's mine! It's mine that I even exist!” I became a mess as continuous tears flowed out of my eyes. I wasn't able to stop them. “It's my fault that I'm so unlucky that no one ever wants me! It's my fault that I'm just a burden and everyone has ever just used me for their own benefit, until I come in handy! It's all my fault!” Christian was quick to take me in his hold as his arms embraced me in a hug.

Not knowing if I'd make the same mistakes again. Not knowing if I've learned anything at all. Just knowing that I'm alone. And it's entirely my own fault.

Our fault. “Enough!!!!!”

I tried to convince myself, and I heaved deeply. It was Megan’s fault! Everything happening is her fault! I groaned deeply as I stared at her, and breathed deeply. “I did what I did to get what was mine back,” I thought and heaved deeply. “So it’s obviously her fault,” I muttered and breathed deeply. “She should never have tried to take what does not belong to her,” I thought with a smirk on. I facepalmed myself as I groaned loudly. Leaning back on my seat, I shook my head tiredly.

I nodded, “but it's still not your fault. Technically, it's more my fault than yours. I decided to wander out of the party and found myself in that situation.” “Don’t you dare blame yourself. You didn't know that would happen.” She sniffled indignantly. “You hate parties, of course you would get some air. If I'd been there—” “It wouldn't have mattered.” I cut her off. “Because those girls were looking for any way to target me because of their grudge, their words, not mine. If it wasn't now, it would've been later, so you're right. It's not my fault, but it isn't yours either. It's THEIR fault for being so malicious and taking advantage.”