Culpa Mia Meaning Novels & Stories

"If you ever hurt my mother, as long as l live, I will slice your facę and take revenge!" Frightened, Sophia staggered and stared at Miya open-mouthed. She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth and had been brought up spoiled by her brother and father. No one ever dared to say no to her. Miya was the first person that ever challenged her. Just as she was to shout back at Miya, she noticed Xenon had

“For her.” Mia’s hands shake on the laptop. “They’re blaming you,” she says. “Every comment is either ‘he killed her’ or ‘he kidnapped her’ or ‘she’s chained in his basement.’” Dante’s mouth curves in something that isn’t quite a smile. “Let them,” he says softly. Mia stares at him like she’s seeing someone she once almost liked and isn’t sure she does anymore. “Do you even care what they think of you?” she asks.

She growl letting out all her anger that she build up through the months of agonising pain he set her through. "It wasn't my fault..." He try to shift the blame, but again Mia was not having it. She wasn't having any of his words, he shouldn't even bother. "I know... Nothing is ever your fault.It was either the clients fault for thinking they are better than you which of course is the people you couldn't sign due to having a little self-respect or it was my mistake for not being convincing enough to have some sort of way to blackmail these fools, right?" She comes down forcefully connecting the metal bat with his knee caps and he yells out in pain again. How much he was able to take was real

all of this is his fault. "What? You don't want to tell me that I was pregnant? You think that I don't deserve to know that I was going to have a baby?! Of course, you won't be able to send me away to a mental hospital if I knew all of these things right? You are the worst person alive! You are the one who caused all of this! Do you even feel any guilt at all? Even if you don't care about my life, you should know that I lost my baby because of you! It's also your baby! Do you not care about the life of your child?" Mia yelled..

Mia buried her face deep in her hands, and her choked voice carrying unknown guilt and a trace of incomprehensible complex emotions. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... It is karma. It is karma..." She suddenly apologized repeatedly, without knowing to whom she was apologizing. She was like a complete madwoman who had broken down beyond her senses. Kisa turned her face away sadly, and tears kept falling. She would rather Gilbert come and kill her than hurt the people around her. In the dimly lit room, Lea watched a video of a traffic accident over and over again. She was tense and shivering. Just then, a burning chest pressed against her back.

“Mommy that’s a bad word!” “Right, sorry,” Mia apologized, blushing furiously. “I think we’ve got some payback to do.”

she addressed both Mia and Caleb, her eyes filled with a mixture of sorrow and anger. Gerard, his emotions ranging from disbelief to anger, couldn't contain his outrage. "And you, Mia, you supposedly claim you love me. How could you do this to me and innocent people?" Gerard's voice shook with suppressed fury, his gaze piercing as he confronted Mia. Mia's expression remained indifferent, a smirk playing on her lips as if reveling in the chaos she had caused. "Love is just a word, Gerard. Power and revenge are what truly drive me," she retorted, her tone devoid of remorse.

“Well, that’s a selfish thing to say, considering you don’t really know me.” Mia looked up, surprised by the calm steadiness in Luciana’s voice. Luciana offered her a small, understanding smile. “My mom collapsed when we went to the market in Columbia,” she said, her tone wistful. “It was supposed to be a fun, carefree day. Just the two of us, laughing, shopping, enjoying our time together. And then suddenly, everything changed.” Luciana’s hands faltered in their gentle strokes, caught in the grip of her own past. The memory resurfaced, vivid and unrelenting, as if she were reliving it all over again.

Mia's words struck a nerve, hitting Maya's sore spot directly. Frustrated, Maya raised her hand. "Mia, who do you think you are, labeling me as a mistress? Just so you know, my brother is also in this hospital. I assure you, you'll regret making such accusations! "I've come across countless ill-mannered individuals like yourself. It's ironic how you and Aunt Patricia share the same despicable traits." Without hesitation, Mia firmly grasped Maya's hand and swiftly delivered a resounding slap in return.

If I didn’t carry the guilt of slamming Daruka’s head on the wall so harshly, I would have slammed Caleb’s head for sure and proved his point. “Why don’t you start with keeping your mouth in control?” Mia said in my defense and I looked at her with a pang of painful guilt stabbing my chest. I had thrown her back too. She must be hurt. Goddess, how did I get out of control twice today? What was up Crystal?