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I stood leaning over the book and looked at the page that was open. ”I’m so sorry, you weren't supposed to be involved, not as you were. You told me it was stupid but as always you respected my wish. You paid the price for my foolishness. For the remainder of my time here I will live knowing I won't see you again. I will never run with you, talk to you or fight through flesh with you. My mate is with our children and I fear he is not enough to keep me on this earth any longer. Your whole story has now been told, for generations to know who you were and what you did. You deserved your own book, you deserve to be remembered as your own and not as part of the person responsible for your death.”

He urged me to make space for him, and I shifted, leaning against the old couch. A moment later, Gabriel was nested beside me, offering me one of the mugs I accepted gladly. A few sips of steaming black liquid to clear my thoughts were all I allowed myself before I spoke. “I’m sorry, Gabe.” I was. “This is all my fault. Again.” It was. “I can’t seem to stop messing things up.” It was the truth. No matter how pure my intentions were, whenever I helped somebody or tried to protect the people I cared about, something went wrong, and someone was hurt. “I was so stupid to believe her.”

It is all unclear and hopefully in time it will be revealed to me. "I'm not sorry. I mean I'm glad we got to know each other. I'm sorry it cost you your career, but I want you to know Isaac and his father have a job for you to walk into. I know this is my fault and I hate myself for it. But at least you and I can have a fresh start somewhere else. We were fools to think we could cover this up," she replies. My body tightens when she admits that this is all her fault. This was never her fault. It was mine. I was the reason she moved on, and the reason she can't stay. In the end Nordstrom University is too big and vast for either of us.

He buried his face in my neck and whispered. “I’m so sorry. It is my fault. This is because of me. I have ruined your life. I’m a monster.” I froze for a second, yes it was his fault. He is the reason that she died. He is the reason my friend had betrayed me. Yes, it is all on Gabriel. Right? I burrowed deep into his embrace and cried, no it isn’t his fault. It is mine. I helped him and then allowed him and his problems into my life.

It was like losing her parents all over again. Joel hopped up on the bed next to her and placed his paw on her knee. ‘I’m sorry, Gail. I… this is my fault. If I knew…’ He was wrong. This wasn’t his fault. It was Edwin. Edwin and his choices. Everything the coven leader had done brought Gail pain. He wouldn’t stop until he drained her until she was dead. The thought sent her into another bout of tears. After a moment, Gail fought to regain control of herself. She sniffed and wiped her cheeks dry with her sleeve. “It’s not your fault. Neither of us could’ve known…” her voice cracked as the tears threatened to come back.

Vienna's POV: Fynn's words reached me after a pause, but even that small duration of time was enough to completely flip his tone and the emotions playing in his heart. "I know it wasn’t your fault, Vienna… it was never your fault, it wasn't even Kai’s fault In fact, all the mistakes are on my end. I am the dumbest person alive, who hasn't just messed things up completely, but now that it is already late… still, it is taking me a lot of effort to accept my fault."

“My God… Kol.” My heart had split into two. He had held on to a guilt that wasn’t his to carry for too long. It had eaten him up to the point where he felt he wouldn’t even find peace in another. How do I tell him it wasn’t his fault? How do I say tell him that there’s no saving what is lost? It wasn’t his fault what had happened to Clara. “I’m so sorry.” I sniffled. Tears had formed in my eyes, regardless of who told the story.

“They know I’ll come.” “Of course they do,” Cole says. “That’s why they sent it.” I pace the suite, my limbs trembling with every step. I grab my hair into a fist because it feels like the only thing keeping my skull from splitting open. “This is my fault,” I whisper. “No,” Miles snaps, stepping closer. “This is their fault. Don’t carry another crime that isn’t yours.” I pull away, shaking my head. “If I hadn’t asked her to go home instead of staying with me—”

This had been tasking for Dapo as it had meant a drastic reduction in his night crawling life, as well as the responsibility of making tough management decisions where a mistake in a venture could jeorpadise not only the company but hundreds of people whose livelihood depended on it. Dapo had arrived earlier so that he could discuss the issue topmost in his mind with his mother before his father, who was resting, woke up. He had relayed the incident with Segun to her, and she had not been happy to hear him confess to making a pass at Ame's nurse, right in the front of Segun! "Ah, ah, Dapo, right before an in-law! That is very bad," she scolded him more. "You better find a way to redeem yours

Gabe immediately went to her, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her into his side. “It’s my fault,” she continued, tears slipping down her cheeks. “It should have been me not her.” Ash scowled and Gabe didn’t look any better. Guilt weighed heavily in Gabe’s eyes. He looked haggard and gray, suddenly older than his thirty-nine years. “That’s bullshit,” Jace growled. “It’s not your fault, Mia. I won’t have you saying it.” “We all know it’s my fault,” Gabe said grimly. “If I’d taken care of the asshole the first time, we wouldn’t be standing here and Josie wouldn’t be lying in a hospital bed.”