Our Fault Book Ending Novels & Stories

Charles slumped on the sofa feebly and said in a low, exhausted voice, “Tell me, what do you youngsters think you're doing? Hmm?” Heather was still kneeling as she replied, “It was all my fault… “If you're upset about this, Father, please punish me. “Luna, if you're devastated by this, then please scold and beat me…” She continued, her head lowered, “It was all my fault. I shouldn't have tried to get rid of Luna's baby, and I shouldn't have thought Malcolm and Luna getting together would help both our families…” Charles glanced at the woman kneeling on the ground, and a glimmer of pain flashed through his eyes. “My poor girl, even though you made a mistake, you're still the victim. You had l

I choked on my words. “Shh.. Baby girl. It wasn’t your fault.” Damian comforted me, his hands went up and down my back. “If I had remembered about her sooner, if I had asked you and the polices to search for her sooner, she wouldn’t have died. This is all my fault.” I sobbed in his arms. “Baby girl, it wasn’t your fault. None of it was your fault. As much as we want to save people, sometimes we just can’t. But you have done everything you can, Baby girl.” His voice was soothing.

“Why won’t you believe me? Why don’t you want to accept it, Meadow? Why won’t you agree that it’s not your fault?” “Because it is,” she blurted out. “Alaric, I knew that she was going to die but I allowed it to happen. Her life was…” Meadow’s lips quivered. “Her life was literally in my hands and I just… crushed it. It’s my fault.” My jaw clenched. Meadow was a tough fucking nut to crack. There was nothing I could do to try to convince her to change her mind or at least see reason. Nothing except… “It’s not your fault,” I finally spoke after a few seconds of silence. “It’s mine.”

She had to, or Julia would die of the guilt she felt. “It is all my fault,” Julia murmured. “It is not your fault,” I quickly replied before she looked up at me with tear filled eyes, “It is my fault. It would not have happened, if I had not been staying with her,” Julia said. Before I could reply, I heard, “What do you mean, it is your fault?!?”. Julia POV

“I am sorry that I had to do this to stop you but you leave me no choice. La Fedelta and Cirillo Romani will not be happy if they learn about this.” “No but I didn’t mean this to happen,” I croaked staring at the earth below me. “You leave me no choice this is your fault for having known them, for having known us. I am sorry Silia but this is how it’s supposed to end.” And then suddenly there was darkness all around while a pain wracked through my body. Fuck. Seems like I am going to have a bad ending in the future….

“Later on, I even lived in the underground sewers like the filth I am. “So, Mr Shaw, please don’t place anything so valuable to you into anyone’s body anymore, and turn it into filth. It was just an easy few minutes for you, but I suffered my whole life. “I’ve already suffered my entire life, but you still say it’s my fault. “Who was at fault for bringing me into this world? Who can tell me whose fault it was? “Was it my mother’s? “Yet, that pitiful woman merely saved a man, but her body was violated by that same man. From then on, her miserable, despicable life filled with agony started. “Mr. Shaw, tell me, who should I be blaming?” Gloria looked at Old Master Shaw with her face stricken wi

"NONE of this would've happened had Bianca hadn't continued to forcefully wedge herself between you and him. But NONE of this would've happened if Adrian had remained faithful. This isn't your fault—it's theirs." "I just… If I hadn't left on foot, I—" "It's not your fault, Eve. No one here blames you. YOU were wronged. YOU were the one that was betrayed and hurt in the end. It's THEIR fault, not yours." I let out a deep, deep sigh. "I…" I paused for a moment, uncertain if I actually wanted to say what I wanted to say next. But the more I thought about it, the more I was starting to realize my actual truth of the matter.

He said “Oh guys, please don't do this again.” “I didn't do anything, I just brought out the book. You were the one figuring out the hole. Trying to know what's in there.” “Well, if you had spoken to us before pulling out the book we would have weighed our chances.” “I have been speaking!” I yelled, “but you didn't want to listen because you didn't want to ruin the life of the woman who saved you. Well guess who's life is ruined.” “So you are saying this is my fault?” He asked

She looked at me with a guilty face and said, "I heard that from the guard at the door. I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I went back to my home last night to get something and looked for it for a long time. I didn't expect you to go back to the clinic last night, so I didn't leave a message for you, which made you misunderstand. If you didn't go out to look for me, you wouldn't get involved in this kind of trouble. It's all my fault." I shook my head and said, "It's not your fault! I took the wrong road carelessly and got into the current predicament. I'm lucky to be back alive. But Oprah..." Speaking of the dead Oprah, I felt very sad. Lydia was silent, too. I clenched my fist angrily and said

"It's really not your fault. Or mine. It's just…things escalated. And I'm not sure if it was the right time. But it's no one's fault." He sighed. "Of course it's no one's fault. It wasn't a mistake, after all. It's just…you drive me crazy. And I'm just trying to distance myself so I don't go crazy." "Go crazy, for all I care," I said. "Just…don't avoid me like that." He laughs and kisses my forehead, and then my lips. "If you say so, my lady." Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end. After a few more days of soaking the last of the autumn sun and breathing in the crisp air–and finally finishing that book I was reading–we had to return to Valeria.