Novel & Cerita Our Fault Book Ending

“It’s my fault she died.” Her fault? Her fault? How could she stand here and try to claim that her mother's death was her fault? What happened to Darlene was unavoidable. She had a quickly spreading disease. “It’s my fault,” Rue repeats, fighting against me. “It’s my fault, so I should go and join her!” As she speaks, she attempts to fight the scalpel I still hold away from me. “Stop that!” I growl, throwing it to the side and pulling Rue against me.

I reached over and took his hand. "Are you okay?" I asked. He was quiet for a moment and then he spoke. "I do not know," he said. "I do not know how to feel. I spent my whole life believing my mother started the fire. Then I believed Clara started the fire. And now I find out it was Margaret the whole time." I squeezed his hand and told him it was not his fault. "I know," he said. "But I still feel like I should have figured it out sooner. I should have seen the signs."

“I couldn’t let you go out on your own, knowing how much pain you’re in, and it’s partly my fault.” “It’s not your fault, Greg. Whatever happened was not your fault. You had no way of stopping it.” “But if I had arrived earlier, maybe she’d be here with us,” Greg said. I sighed at my Beta’s words. I shifted back and sat, butt naked, on the grass, knees up, with my hands resting on them. “It’s my fault. If only I had brought her home earlier, this wouldn’t have happened. I apologize for earlier. You did nothing wrong,” I told my Beta, who had shifted and was seated on the ground, naked like me.

Matheo, his father’s best friend, had fucked up, and he failed them, and then he’d chosen to tell them the truth when they were standing on the edge of the fucking street, like an idiot. Was it his fault? Or was it the murderers' fault? Was it Elvie’s fault for having a brother like Joey?

The man offered me an apologetic smile that I refused to swallow. Maybe a few hours ago it would have made me feel better, but right now? It did not. Not when I had a trail of guilt behind me. "It isn't his fault, even I made the mistake, I promise" George promised and took a few steps past Tyler, It was odd because I had not registered his footsteps at all. I didn't think. too much about it though, enough war happening already. "But—But he—" Trace tried to form coherent words. "I know," I heard George say, "Even I made that same mistake too, but it isn't my fault, Tyler has the right to be happy too," George confessed and I let out a breath I never knew I had been holding.

“You’re still strong. The Alpha still needs you. Everyone here needs you. As your pack members, we all need you. And… and I’m still here. I won’t leave you, not for anything. You know that my loyalty lies to you.” She didn’t answer. But I stayed kneeling there, holding her hand, drowning in guilt I could never confess. Because no matter how I tried to reassure her, I knew the truth: This was all my fault. And Darius’s shadow was still over me, whispering that this was only the beginning… And it was just going to get a lot worse…

"Stop. It's not your fault." I hadn't even realized I'd been projecting into our mindlink. "But it is," I whimpered. "It's all my fault." "Listen to me." He pulled out of the hug, holding my shoulders, and looking me straight in the eyes. "It is not your fault. Do you hear me? It's not your fault. It's Ravenna's fault, and you've gotten rid of her. Okay?" I began to shake my head, and Dante shook me slightly.

"It's my fault Frederick's dead, my fault the mafia fell prey to a bastard like you. My fault is that the only man who...that Luciano, will most likely die tonight." "Aww," Damian taunted. "If you're going to cry, you might want to cry for yourself, you know. I don't intend to show an ounce of mercy." "I won't bother promising to fix it, I cannot. I am too far gone to fix whatever this mess is." I sniffed. Ready Athena? You cannot fucking fail this. Not now. This is the last resort. This is the final ground. Cara! I closed my eyes, allowing the tears to fall freely but only for a moment. There was no use holding on to those memories. This was the end anyways.

She chuckled awkwardly. Kai licked his lips, “That I’m giving you credit for everything you’ve done for us.” “You carried our family on your back for years and you tried to love me even when I showed you countless reasons not to. So thankyou. I rarely say this but for the first time in five years, I realized that It’s actually not your fault why we ended like this…” He looked at me in the eye like I was the only one that mattered in the world. “It’s my fault.”

he uttered once more. Khana’s heart broke for him, for the torment he had carried alone all these years. She took a hesitant step closer, her voice filled with gentle compassion. “It wasn’t your fault, Henry. It was an accident. You couldn’t have known. You were just a child... trying to protect your mother. No one blames you, and I’m sure your mother wouldn’t want you to live with this guilt.” Henry let out a bitter laugh, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. “That’s comforting, but I’ve already made my decision. I’ve already set my life on this path. I’ll repent for the rest of my days, and maybe one day, God will forgive me.”