Your Fault Book 2 English Novels & Stories

Mike My phone hasn't stopped ringing. I knew it was my father he'd insisted we come here, and here's the result. I didn't want to come. I'd rather stay in a nice bar, drink in good company, not find myself trapped in this farce. I have a bad feeling. I pick up. — What have you done now? — Why is it always me who has to mess up? It's not my fault this time. — It's always the same old story! You're going to fix your mess.

“I was really eaten up with guilt yesterday. I never expected you to have such a bad temper. I’ve always treated Joel like a brother. Don’t be mad anymore, okay?” Mandy said, wiping at tears that were not there. “It’s still my fault though…” “If I’d known my limits, you wouldn’t have left. Mrs. Xanders, even though I was so guilty I almost jumped off the rooftop, please don’t blame…” “Are you done?” my mother cut her off with a sneer. “Girls these days really don’t learn anything good at such a young age. You just constantly put on an act that you’re a pure and innocent girl among the boys.

She had to, or Julia would die of the guilt she felt. “It is all my fault,” Julia murmured. “It is not your fault,” I quickly replied before she looked up at me with tear filled eyes, “It is my fault. It would not have happened, if I had not been staying with her,” Julia said. Before I could reply, I heard, “What do you mean, it is your fault?!?”. Julia POV

"Yes, this was all your fault! I don't care. I've lost everything, I've lost all hope. How exactly are we supposed to live now? It's not time to have shame, Cassie” "This is not my fault," I said, my voice firm. "You can't even own up to your mistakes as a man, is that it? You have to take responsibility for your own actions. You were the one who was greedy, you were the one who wanted Joanne’s inheritance. I told you just to divorce her and we could do be together. What did you do? You wanted her inheritance. You wanted power, you were greedy. So it's your fucking fault!"

“This is all my fault.” “What do you mean?” Stuart pulls his head up and looks at me. The pain and sorrow in his eyes are almost too much to bear. “If I’d never been the way I was…..if I hadn’t raised the twins the way I did……” Stuart stands and starts to pace back and forth. “If I had been a better man, this wouldn’t be happening.” I lean back on the table, using a hand to balance me. “If this is your fault, then it’s equally my fault.”

My mate’s eyes leveled up with unshed tears which made me rise from the couch to hold her at least. But she stepped out of reach. Emaline breathed, “I…. I am sorry–” But Zadie countered, “You shouldn't be sorry for saying the truth, Emaline. It has always been my fault even though you try to take the blame.” “No, Zay. You were never to be blamed–” Emaline tried to reason with Zadie but she failed. Zadie countered with a dangerously soft voice. The kind of voice that scared me and made me desire Calvin’s blood. “It was my fault that we were both trapped in the fire back then. You could have died because of me just like our parents.”

It's not your fault Isabelle . "It is not my fault? I dragged you all into this mess." "It's not my fault? I dragged Aiden and Amelia into this, they got kidnapped. " "It's not my fault? I almost killed your sister Justin." "It's not my fault? So it isn't my fault that James took that bullet for Mre that evening?" It isn't my fault right then why am I the root cause of all of this? "Tell me, Justin. " "Why I ju… just want an answer "

And that being said, I want to tell you, that none of this is your fault. I know that you are beating yourself up now, blaming yourself for what happened to me. But trust me Stefanos, it isn't your fault at all. It never will be. I smiled when I heard you were growing the rarest of flowers for me to willingly steal, and I cried when I heard you had accomplished what my father couldn't by going into the Elk forest and bringing the Smeraldo, making it a dream come true. I knew you were trying your best to bring me back on my feet, so none of this will ever be your fault. If anyone, it is I that should be blamed. For I never told you that I was dying.”

I knew she would say this, I knew she would want to blame herself, I knew she was going to blame herself for the mistake of the man she loves. “How is it your fault mom?” I stepped back from her. “Dad left you for another man, he left us for another man, has he come back to you even after all the love you have for him, has he ever admitted he loves you?” I shook my head. “He hasn’t, he doesn’t even feel any remorse for what he has done, why would it all be your fault when you were the one left behind, when you are the one left to bear the loneliness alone, why do you have to keep saying all this?”

"Eve, I'm sorry for missing our date. Regardless of my excuse, you must have waited a long, long time for me. That's my fault. To be honest, I knew it was you the moment you added me with your anonymous account. That's because I've seen you logging into that account in the library. "I was surprised when you asked me if I'd like to have that kind of video chat with you. It was hard to imagine you doing something like that because you seemed so well-behaved. I couldn't help but feel happy when I learned that I was the first person you asked to do it. I knew you weren't a girl who often found pleasure using such methods. You only did it to find out how I felt about you."