Novel & Cerita The Loud House It's Not Your Fault

You can't just ignore everything. I looked at her twisting the truth and nodded helplessly, as if I didn't want to argue. Just then, the hospital room door opened. My father and Marissa hurried inside, worry on their faces. The second Sophie saw them, she changed masks. Tears filled her eyes instantly. "Dad, it's all my fault. I'm sorry." Ignoring her own condition, she dropped straight to her knees and cried prettily, tears streaming down her face. "I've been secretly taking diet pills these past few days. They made me confused.

As soon as she was gone, I turned to Yula. “I’m sorry for what I did. It’s all my fault. Now the Langstons will be coming after our family,” I started my apology. “No. It’s not your fault, you hear me? It’s never your fault. So don’t you blame yourself for this,” Yula insisted. “But everyone saw me attack him—”

I heard Liam said "We are happy for you guys, it's just remaining you declaring her as your Luna" I heard his father said too I was still flushed on the chair I was sitting on, I rushed my food not listening to their conversations, I just want to get out of here and also kill Liam for not telling me I was too loud "you don't need to rush your meal" Liam said beside me "It's all your fault, you should have tell me they were listening" I murmured to him not wanting them to hear

” The thought of an unknown player with godlike powers pulling our strings has caused me nothing but pain, and it sent a shiver down my spine. Focus! One problem at a time! Diana and I spent the remainder of the drive coming up with a plan to fight Hunter’s accusations of murder. When we rolled to a stop in front of the pack house, I was escorted inside. Sandy was standing in the foyer, waiting with a smug grin. I guess Hunter gave her the rundown of my capture, but I hope he didn’t mention our night together. “The murdering bitch is back,” she sneered. I was already bored with her. “Still not marked, Sandy?” I dryly responded with a click of my tongue. “Thank you for keeping the Luna positi

"If I hadn't been so damn selfish… maybe they'd still be here. I clutched him closer, my heart aching with a pain that words could never describe. How to make him see this was not his fault? How to make him understand that a child of five couldn't have made such a decision and that this tragedy wasn't his to bear? It wasn't your fault," I said again, and my voice cracked this time, the words coming out of me in such a way that I sounded as though I tried convincing myself just as hard as him. "It wasn't your fault, Thorne. You were just a kid. You wouldn't have known. You couldn't have known. Nobody could have known.

“Stop! Stop! You’re going to die!” Lily shook her head as she wasn’t going to listen to him. She was sorry, sorry for everything. She didn’t mean for him to get hurt. She didn’t mean to hurt him at all. This was all her doing. If he was at full health, it would have been an easy task for him, but because of her foolishness his life was in danger. Never, will she do it again. “Listen to me, it’s not your fault! IT’S NOT YOUR FAULT!” shrieking at the top of his voice.

“I’m just trying to tell you the truth. I was just telling you that it wasn’t my fault.” Xavier’s exasperated laugh was bitter and full of pain. He couldn’t hold it in any longer. “No, Dad. It was never your fault, was it? It’s my fault. I’m the fool here. I’m the one who’s been forced to clean up every damn mess you make, who’s fought to keep us from sinking under all this bullshit. You ran over a couple who were just walking down the street, and you think you’re going to pass it off as ‘bad luck’? No, Dad. This is your fault. And you can’t even own it.”

However, I felt undeserving of such happiness. I packed up and returned to my dorm for a bath. My roommates came over to gossip. "Girl, tell us. How did you get your hands on the most popular guy at Luper College?" "What do you mean?" I just came out of the bathroom and was a little confused. "Stop pretending. Aren't we good friends? Don't keep us in the dark." "We saw it with our own eyes. Calvin came to our class to apply for leave on your behalf. He said you had too much to drink and was still asleep in your hotel room."

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“It’s no one’s fault!” I shook my head, but he stood from his chair and limped over to me and hugged me. “It’s not your fault, anymore than it’s Scott’s or Tiff’s or Shirley’s or mine. It’s just something that happened, and there isn’t anything we can do to change it. You can’t keep blaming yourselves,” he said, looking at each of us. “It’s not your fault,” he whispered, tucking my head under his chin.