Romans & histoires Our Fault Book Summary Spoilers

“It’s my fault.” “No—” “Yes,” I whispered, voice raw. “I was the one who moved them. I thought I was helping them. I made a decision and now they’re all… they’re all…” Kai dropped to his knees in front of me, placing his hands firmly on my shoulders. “Stop.” “But I failed—” “You didn’t kill them,” he said, eyes blazing. “Someone else did. Whoever took them, whoever planned this—they’re the ones at fault. Not you.”

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, I couldn't able to continue more. "Sweetheart. It's fine if you don't want to say", Jiju said. "No, I will say it to you. I can't hold anymore.", saying this I continued my past. "Even Dheeraj didn't believe me. My mom was the only one who supported me. She even wanted to file a complaint against that bastard. But my dad denied it saying it will be a shame for him. That is the day I started hating men in my life. Every man is same. I went to France to pursue my studies though I got in the same college as Nira. My mom helped me to get permission from my dad. When I came to know that you didn't believe Nira, my conclusion became strong. But when I returned and saw how you truly are, my thoug

"I’m just glad you’re out. I’m glad they didn't catch you." "I’m sorry," I said, and this time, the guilt was real. I sat down across from him, feeling the weight of the air between us. "I know this is my fault. It was my first week, and I was so focused on the logistics, I didn't see the trap. I didn't see it coming. I’m going to fix this Felix. I promise to find a way to get your shares back. I’ll make sure you don't lose anything." I said even though i know his father was probably already on that

“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.”

It shatters into countless pieces, and for a moment, the sound fills her ears like the echo of her failures. The laughter comes again, this time more bitter than before. “I had it all. I had everything lined up, and he ruined it,” she says aloud, almost as though she’s trying to convince herself it wasn’t her fault. “It wasn’t supposed to go like this. It wasn’t.” But deep down, she knows it’s her fault. She let herself get drunk and careless. She let Daniel take control of the situation. She had made the mistake of thinking he was on her side, when in reality, he was just using her for his own gain.

Her eyes filled with tears as she stammered, “It wasn’t his fault, Myla. We didn’t show up on time because Michael had a heart attack that morning. We had to rush him to the hospital. Please, understand. Damien was in the hospital throughout the day. He didn’t mean for any of this to happen." “ Oh, I see,” I said, my voice low. “Damien, is that what you told them? You’re such a pathetic liar.” His face paled, and I could see the panic in his eyes. “Please, Myla, don’t go. We can settle this as one family. It’s not Damien’s fault.” “So now it’s my fault too? Let me tell you something, Mrs. Brooks. None of this, none of it, matters anymore. I’ve made up my mind."

Seeing me standing there, clean, untouched, and acting the role of the innocent victim who had just discovered the scandal, made her snap completely. “It’s your fault!” Isabelle screamed, her voice hoarse and raw from her night of terror and the recent realization of her own disastrous trap, “It’s all your fault, Rhea! You did this!” I tilted my head, putting on my best confused frown, completely ignoring the fact that I was standing next to a literal sex den, “My fault? How is this my fault, Isabelle? What did I do?”

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