Culpa Mia ① My Fault English Translation Mga Nobela at Kwento

Did he ever miss me? “Mia, it's not his fault,” Sylvia tried to explain. “Of course, it's not his fault!” I mocked, looking at her. “It's not your fault you hid the truth from me, it's not his fault he didn't even try looking for me all my life. Who's fault is it? It's mine! It's mine that I even exist!” I became a mess as continuous tears flowed out of my eyes. I wasn't able to stop them. “It's my fault that I'm so unlucky that no one ever wants me! It's my fault that I'm just a burden and everyone has ever just used me for their own benefit, until I come in handy! It's all my fault!” Christian was quick to take me in his hold as his arms embraced me in a hug.

On the way there, I suddenly felt a cramp in my stomach. It was as if something was trickling down. My eyes snapped open, and my cheeks immediately turned red. Calvin stopped walking and set me down on a chair by the road. There was blood on his right hand. Feeling deeply embarrassed, I bit on my lower lip. I was certain Calvin was disgusted and regretted helping me. "I'm sorry…" I apologized. "It's fine. This is a testament to my good fortune." Calvin was still beaming. I felt less nervous.

“It’s not my fault someone lost the chance of being my daughter-in-law because of… some rather unfortunate mistakes.” Her gaze slid slowly to Lena. “You really shouldn’t have done that, dear Lena,” she continued, her voice dripping with venom disguised as grace. “Now, it’s become your worst regret. Haven’t you realized?” Lena’s mouth opened slightly as if to respond, but nothing came out. She bit into her lower lip, holding back the words that threatened to betray her pride. “Mother, we should get going,” Mia said, gently breaking the tension with a nudge. “Yes, my dear, we really should,” Carmelita agreed, standing and adjusting her handbag.

“Because I may not get another chance.” Something inside me cracks. “This is your fault,” I say, even as my voice shakes. “You’re just giving up.” He doesn’t argue. He just looks at me. “Mia.” My name is soft. Too soft. And suddenly I can’t stand the sound of it. The blame claws inward first. If I hadn’t followed— If I hadn’t trusted— No. A name forms instead. Cold. Sharp. Damon. If he hadn't— I have been too caught up in the moment to think of it. To let myself think of it.

MIA I closed the door before she could complete her statement. I rested my forehead on the door as more tears flowed while I sobbed. Old words and memories filled my head. * "Mia, your mother is a terrible mother," Julia said. * "Blanco and I sent money to your mother for college education and upkeep" * "This is all your fault, Mia! I curse your birth!" "Mom, no. Please." * I held my chest as my heart bled.

"Why are you crying?" Mia looked up at me, her eyes filled with anguish and guilt. Her voice trembled as she spoke, her words choked with emotion. "It's... it's my fault, Dad," she confessed, barely above a whisper. "I sneaked out with Andrew that night, and... and I caused the accident."

Bruce looks at her eyes and listened to her whispers, feeling anxious and distressed, in pain to see the person he cares about so much was tortured into this state. No one who has anything to do with that matter can get away! He kisss Mia's forehead, rubs her earlobe repeatedly with his thumb on the side of her neck soothingly, and then lowers his head to touch her forehead again: "It's not your fault. You're not wrong. It's the bad people who are at fault, not you. It’s not your fault, baby. Look at me and listen to me, it’s not your fault.” "It is not my fault?"

I thought to myself as I felt bad for my actions. “How do you explain this Liam?” Mia asked, referring to the video that was still playing on her phone. I sighed in frustration as I knew that I had no excuse, I couldn't stand a chance with a raging Mia and besides, no amount of excuses can make up for what I did. “I don't know what to say, Mia,” I said guiltily while avoiding her gaze. “So you are saying that it's true then?” Mia asked and I could detect the hurtful tone in her voice.

Lucien was so angry; his fists clenched and punched the wall hard. “And what did you do to Audrey?I trusted you about saying she had wanted to steal from me and my family, but now I think I wronged her because of you. I am a fool to give you so much of credit for old times’ sake.” Mia was speechless, she couldn’t stop crying, “I did wrong, I apologize, but that’s only because I love you.”

"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