Your Fault Audiobook English の小説・ストーリー

He almost died while trying to save me and it was all my fault. “No baby, it’s not your fault.” Cross whispered to me as if he had read my thoughts. “It’s all my fault! If I had just listened to you guys then none of what happened would have happened,” I sobbed. It was really my fault and there was no sugarcoating it. “It’s not your fault and I won’t let you blame yourself.”

This is all my fault. What have I done?

“Do not allow yourself to be foolish again.” So it was my fault…

Just watching me in that pure calm that only he can achieve. “It’s my fault,” “It’s my fault,” I say again, stronger this time, my voice shaking with the weight of it. I can feel the words building inside me, as though saying them over and over will somehow make them less painful. “No, it’s not,” he says sharply, his voice steady, trying to ground me. “It's my fault!” I snap, the words tearing from my throat. “I did this. If I hadn’t—”

She started murmuring 'I deserve the pain' while sobbing. "No, baby. No. It's not your fault and Georgina has no more right to hurt you. If they were angry, they should have just confronted me, I would have. Because I'm the one at fault." The father held herface as it spoke. "Remember this. You're out of all our trouble. It's not your fault, okay?" His father hugged her tightly.

Luan followed my gaze, his eyes darkening as he saw the man's body. “Bastard,” he muttered. Car sounds faintly heard from a distance. Boaz. No doubt, he was already on his way with backup. Luan looked back at me, guilt flooding his face. “This is my fault. I should have listened to you.” I grabbed his sleeve weakly. “It’s not your fault,” I lied. He shook his head. “You’re injured because of me.” If only he knew. As the sound of approaching footsteps grew louder, I let my head fall back against the ground, breathing shallowly, playing my part.

Iden's words rang in her mind, playing like piano keys: "Your fault lies in daring to question me, while I question my own foolishness for ever trusting a deceiver like you, for marrying the coldest, most selfish woman alive." "Your fault is existing freely, while I could easily lock you away in a dark, desolate dungeon and torment you until you reveal every secret you cling to." "Your fault is inhaling the same air as me, while I hold the power to obliterate every trace of you when you choose to deceive me."

She looked at me with a guilty face and said, "I heard that from the guard at the door. I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I went back to my home last night to get something and looked for it for a long time. I didn't expect you to go back to the clinic last night, so I didn't leave a message for you, which made you misunderstand. If you didn't go out to look for me, you wouldn't get involved in this kind of trouble. It's all my fault." I shook my head and said, "It's not your fault! I took the wrong road carelessly and got into the current predicament. I'm lucky to be back alive. But Oprah..." Speaking of the dead Oprah, I felt very sad. Lydia was silent, too. I clenched my fist angrily and said

“Fuck! You’re right. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to say that. I just- I feel so useless right now. You’re in this mess because of me. I should have protected you better. I’m sorry.” See what I meant by him being confusing yes? He was driving me crazy. How could he go from attacking me to apologising? But yes it was his fault anyways. “It is your fault alright.” I murmured at first, feeling something rise up in my chest. “All of this is your fault. We’re not here because of my father’s sins. We’re here because of you!” I didn’t know why I suddenly got so angry at him but I knew I didn’t want to hold it back.