What Happens In Our Fault Book นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I sat on the bloody concrete, my knees pulled to my chest, my hands shaking so violently I couldn't breathe. My fault. The words repeated in my head, a rhythmic, deafening chant that drowned out the sound of the pouring rain against the steel roof. It’s all my fault. If I hadn't gone to the library to see Theo, Julian would never have taken him. If I hadn't insisted on coming to the shipyard tonight, Dani would still be safe in his untouchable glass penthouse. If I had just let Blake ruin me, if I had never accepted Dani’s protection, if I had never let myself fall in love with the boy who swore he would burn the city down to keep me safe...

"They've intercepted one of the trucks." There is a version of this moment where I react. Where something moves across my face or my posture shifts or the temperature in the room drops the way people describe in stories. That version doesn't happen. I simply think about who made the mistake that allowed this to happen, and how far that mistake has already traveled. Mistakes always travel upward. That is the physics of this world. "Where?" I ask. He tells me. I stand.

, said her sister. "What is my fault, Choti? I loved him so much more than myself. THAT IS MY ONLY FAULT, THAT IS MY ONLY FAULT", saying this she hugged her sister. AT THE SAME TIME "Bhai stop it. You are drinking too much", his brother said with concern. "What is my fault laddu? I trusted her more than myself. THAT IS MY ONLY FAULT", he said in his drunken voice. Whose fault is this that they’re in this situation?

This is entirely your fault! Keep an eye out for Chapter 10!

We thought we were stronger than those people, but it finally happened, and it was all my fault. Enjoy reading -T Kindly please comment and vote if you like this chapter. It would mean a lot to me. your comments will help me improve my writing a lot and thank you for reading.

She called my dad and he said he was coming since he didn't travel to a far place. I kept asking Gerald to wake up,to forgive me. After an hour, Gerald woke up and that was when I heard it, the first time I heard someone's thought and it was Gerald's thought, "the fault is not yours" that was what i heard before he closed his eyes and my mom rushed to call the doctor and when he came,he said Gerald was dead and everywhere was silent. The driver cried and then,I heard his thoughts,he kept calling himself a murderer,he kept blaming himself,I walked to him and told him that the fault wasn't his, I even held his hands.

I turned my body. My body hurts, and my heart is broken. My trust is broken. I feel like my world stops here. My God, why is my life this sad? *** What message do you want to give to Rara? What message do you want to send to Gerald? What do you want to say to Sheilla? Don't worry. After this, you'll read the second one story. Because this is the series and what you read now is the last one. Book three. So ... Does Gerald deserve a second chance? Or do you think that cheating is a habit, a disease that can't be healed?

They just went back on their own business while I, on the other hand, opens back the book where I left my bookmark. Mistakes are acceptable as long as the damage isn’t too great. Or as they say in Texas, “It doesn’t matter how much milk you spill as long as you don’t lose your cow!” I am convinced that we are all one step away from stupid. I could have “lost my cow” because of this incident. None of us does life so well that we are far away from doing something dumb. And what it has taken a lifetime to build has the potential to be lost in a moment. My hope was that a lifetime of striving to live with integrity would outweigh an act of stupidity “It’s the book I left in your room before.” I