Our Fault Book 3 Novels & Stories

Greg looked at me with tearful eyes, the weight of guilt pressing on him. “My ex inherited her mother's madness, just as Elajah is heading down that path...The difference is that Forbes is more honorable and distances himself to avoid harming anyone.” I sighed, ordering another shot. “The blame for all this is mine, my friend. I didn't see her losing her mind; I wasn't there when they needed me the most.” I placed my hands on his shoulders, squeezing firmly. “The deaths of Gabriel and Victor are my fault and no one else's. This is the burden I'll carry with me for the rest of my life!” I kept my tone firm, despite the sadness eating away at me inside.

Sia shot back with some anger in her tone and Jean was left helpless as she sighed heavily and reached her hand for Sia's hand which was on the table and squeezed it with assurance "It wasn't his fault Sia... I... I fully know the kind of pain you went through...but you can't blame him"Jean knew the full story of Sia and Emiliano's encounter and had her understanding of the story and how much Sia suffered all because of one man. She, too, was upset and hated him for that but when she sat and thought about it, she came to a better understanding and knew it wasn't anyone's fault but the people who were after ruining Emiliano however Sia always said if they wanted to ruin Emiliano then it was e

But I had no idea why Ellie's injuries were my fault. I don't know if it was me who inflicted them on her, or if it was Finn. I mean I don't even remember turning Finn, so how could this be my fault? Why does this keep happening to me? I just want to be normal and have my old life back, before all this supernatural crap bulldozed its way into my life, and started destroying everything! Tears began to roll down my cheeks and I started to apologize, but Mason pulled me away and whispered,

She smiled. Yet again, that soulless smile of hers. “We didn’t see any need to let you know, Bertha” Mother followed. That utterance had slapped the bewilderment to the three of them. “Oh, come on, Evelyn. It’s been years past. Don’t tell me you’re still holding onto all of that” “I get it” She called “I am a terrible person, but I wouldn’t let my mistakes ruin Nia’s happiness now” She followed. “I’m not here to ask for your forgiveness, I had only come all this way to send every sincere wish to this one here” She let out, grinning at me.

It wasn’t his fault. It wasn’t his fault. It wasn’t his fault. one two three four five one two three four five one two three four five He was a monster. He was a monster. He was a monster. It wasn’t his fault. It wasn’t his fault. It wasn’t his fault. one two three four five one two three four five one two three four five It was Jasper’s fault.

“You're still standing and your neck isn't broken yet, so I still have a long way to go.* “I understand how you're feeling and I won't even say I don't deserve it.” He continued. There was something in the way he spoke that hinted at how sorry he was. I wanted to believe that, but all it took for me to change my mind was a flash of Kiara's unconscious image. “But it's not exactly my fault.” “Oh really?” I took a step closer. “your men were in that forest with us. Someone must have probably trailed them or perhaps you sent one of your men to do your dirty deed.”

Only Dante's fireproof study remained somewhat intact, though the rest of the structure around it had fallen away. Everything else was gone. I stared at it all, with guilt in my chest. This was my fault. If I'd been stronger, if I'd figured out Sofia's betrayal sooner, if I'd killed Rye faster – "Stop." Dante appeared beside me, his hand finding mine. "I can see what you're thinking. This isn't your fault.” “But–” "No." His voice was firm. "This is Sofia's fault. Rye's fault. The Bratva's fault. Not yours. We had no idea we harbored a traitor. No one could have predicted this.”

“The right thing would have been to book her into a fucking hotel, Brian. The right thing would have been to let me know you’re using my fucking house as emergency accommodation. The right thing would have been to fucking tell me you found her in the fucking first place.” I nod through all of it. Yes, yes and more yes. I feel like a fucking idiot, more off the rails than even I fully realised. “It isn’t his fault,” Moona offers and her simple defence makes my heart pang. “It is my fault,” I counter. “This was my decision, Moona didn’t ask to come here.” “The crow’s your fault,” Moona tells Cain and I will shut her up before she talks herself into a bigger hole than we’re in already.

Gabriel mutters a good morning to exactly no one but he avoids my gaze as he strolls to the fridge. "Your eggs are burning. “Gabriel says casually. "Shit!" I realize now that I remained glued in my position the whole time. I immediately rush to remove the frying pan where my finger accidentally touches the burning steel. "Fuck!" I curse painfully. I switch off the stove returning my attention to my burnt finger. Immediately Gabriel rushes to me and gets my hand. He inspects the burn but right now as his hand touches mine, my mind is far away from the pain but it is concentrating on the person in front of me.

"Seriously? I'm dying, and you still expect me to pretend I didn't see anything?" I laughed. The way he fussed over Lily made me sick. Just like last time, when Lily said her stomach hurt. This time, all she had to say was her foot hurt, and Johan rushed right over. If they were so perfect together, then go be together. Why keep dragging me into it? "I'm sorry about Lily." For once, proud Johan lowered his head and apologized. Had he stopped there, I might've stayed calm. But then he kept going. "Lily kept saying on the way to the hospital that she didn't blame you. So, Yara... can we just let this go?"