That Was His Mistake Novels & Stories

Instead, he grumbled, "Do you know what time it is? Why are you just coming down now?" Suppressing the discomfort gnawing at me, I forced a smile. With one hand on my lower back, I strolled over and sat across from him. "It's all your fault," I whined. "You were way too rough last night. I could barely keep up. And now, my back hurts." As soon as I said it, Preston's grip faltered. His coffee mug tilted, and a few drops splashed onto his shirt. I grabbed a napkin and dabbed at the stain for him. "What's wrong?" I asked, playing dumb.

“You disappeared leaving me behind, And you’re asking me why I’m here?” I laughed bitterly, the sound sharp and hollow in the tiled room. “You don’t get to say that. Not after what you did. Not after the way you ended things.” I hissed. His jaw flexed. He took a step forward, deliberate, unhurried, the kind of movement that made it clear he knew exactly how much space he was closing between us. I stiffened but didn’t retreat, even as my pulse thundered in my ears. “I made a mistake,” he said. “A catastrophic one. And I’ve lived with it every day since.”

"What’s the point of dragging me back here?" He exhaled deeply, rubbing the back of his neck—a gesture I once found endearing but now found irritating. "I need you to understand something, Eloise." "Understand what? that you think a trip down memory lane will fix everything?" My voice rose with each word, echoing off the walls. "I made a mistake," he admitted, his tone softer than I’d ever heard it. "The biggest mistake of my life. I was stupid, selfish, and scared. But I never stopped—"

His smirk was awkward and annoying. “I think you made a mistake.” I told him point blank. “Mistake? I don’t make mistakes, Harlyn. You are here in front of me. My plans are going accordingly. No mistakes.” Oh, if only he knew. “I am sure, you have made a grave mistake that might cost you.”

I wave goodbye to them as I rush out the door. Sighing with defeat, I pick up the pace, knowing that I will have to run the entirety of the way there to make it on time. I couldn't afford to be even a second late. The Macafee family had already disgraced the Ramono family once. We couldn't afford to have another incident happen. When I reach the packhouse, my entire body is covered with sweat and panting hard. I have to hold myself up with my palms against my knees as I try to catch my breath.

He was a topic she had always wanted to avoid for as long as she could. “Get over yourself Anna. I’m the one right next to you, not him!” He didn’t know why he suddenly felt insecure, just standing there and staring at her. But it pissed him off that she might really mean what she had said. Yesterday was a mistake. “You might not want to hear this Dylan but you’re a mess. You always want to have things your way but know the world doesn’t revolve around you,” Anna turns around and walks straight to her car, not sparing him a glance before driving off in full speed.

“No you don't look okay. But I also want to let you know that this tough phase of your life will get sorted out. It definitely has to.” “The media are saying things that don’t make sense,” he said slowly. “Like everything was set up before I even knew what was going on.” My heart skipped a beat when he said that, and I tried to comfort myself. “Maybe it’s just a mistake,” I said, without even thinking. When I realized what I had said, I bit my tongue so hard that I tasted blood. “A mistake?” he repeated. “You really believe that everything that happened to me is just a mistake?”

“He mistakenly sent the message to me and deleted it a few seconds later.” Chairman Hewitt explained. Ailee sighed and bent her neck, tired. “Gosh!” Chairman Hewitt furrowed his eyebrows, staring at Ailee with a confused expression. “What do you mean by this?” He asked. “It’s a shit and you don’t expect him to leave it. He already fucked up by making a mistake and deleting it was his only chance to clean the shit. What do you expect?”

For all I know, this was the biggest mistake they were about to make. ............ ........... ........... ............. ............ ........... ................ ............ ............ ........... .......

, Just fine. Nice!!!. Since he knows the turn about if what would happen whenever he gets drunk, he should not have gotten drunk at the first place. "I mean... you should not be getting paranoid and walked up over this, he made a mistake, yeah.... he did. He even admitted his mistake, which you knows it's seldom for people to admit their mistakes, but he did!!", My subconscious snapped at me. Perfect!!, Now everyone is against me, even myself?.