Culpa Mía Libros Novels & Stories

There was a connection, bonding, maybe a friendship too in the way of manufacture until it was ruined. Until I shamble. For the first time, I think I am to blame for that, and I am gladly taking the blame. If Inessa wants to give me a lifetime in prison, I will accept that happily for her. I will take anything she has to offer. “I pissed her off inviting my friends on our honeymoon.” “Why did you do that?” I can see the horror on Mia’s face and confusion in her voice. She pushes the glasses with her finger and grabs her pen to write something. The look of determination on her face says this is the topic we are talking about for an hour today.

I pick up my pillow and throw it against the door. “Liza, I swear I’m not to blame for what happened.” Aunt Melike scolds me when the pillow hits her squarely in the face. “I’m sorry.”—I mutter, annoyed. “My girl, what happened at that boutique?” Aunt Melike asks as she closes the door behind her. “Well, there weren’t many customers in the store, it was just another girl and me. Actually, everything is very strange.” I recount everything. “What do you mean?”

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..

She would never have believed that Mia would be that wicked. "And you let us blame an innocent girl for years, Mia. You let us hate our sister so much," Camila squeaked, the sound of her tears filtering her remaining words. "You are so heartless, Mia. You deserve to rot in jail. And you two," she pointed at Sophia and Emma, for being her accomplices, I won't spare you, I swear."

I started, but she cut me off again. “Exactly, Rhea. It’s not your business. You had no right. Go to hell.” She snatched the books from my hand and walked off. The whole café had turned to look at me. I forced an awkward smile and walked straight to Lyra. “What was that?” She asked. “Nothing. Just a small misunderstanding.” I left it at that. I didn’t want to get into it. I was in my feelings for the rest of the day. I looked around for Mia to apologize but couldn’t find her anywhere. Then, just as I was about to drive home after lectures, I heard a soft knock on my window.

I couldn't allow Sofia's manipulations to break me; I had to rise above it all. With a resolute mindset, I set out to find Mia, knowing she was in desperate need of reassurance and comfort. I needed to alleviate the burden of guilt she carried on her young shoulders. As I approached her, I could see the weight of her remorse etched on her face. "Mia," I said softly, reaching out to touch her trembling shoulder. "It's not your fault. None of this is your fault." Her eyes filled with tears as she looked up at me, searching for any glimmer of absolution. "But Elena, I shouldn't have gone with Andrew that night. If I hadn't, he wouldn't have had the accident. It's all because of me."

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

The man refuses to continue the conversation with Mia, he just angrily leaves the reading room and asks the girl to quickly finish her work. After Malcolm leaves, the girl breathes a sigh of relief. Talking and arguing with Malcolm is tiring and stressful. Mia blames herself for many things, she pats her cheeks hard, lamenting: “If I had known, I wouldn't have told him these things… What a fool!”

But today, sitting in this chair, holding this photo of her on my lap, with this headache that seems to have been throbbing for years, I understand what really moved me. It wasn't pity. It wasn't loyalty. It was guilt. Because I was the one who strengthened the wolf that is now destroying my sister. I was the one who fed the monster under the table, believing that love was enough. And now, seeing things start to fall apart, I know I can no longer continue paying for what was never mine. Camila opened her eyes. And this time, Carlos will have to face what he has built on his own. It's time for me to make my move.

I just sat there, brain fried and not able to think straight. “...” No one had anything that they could add or use to disprove the theory, as the depressing reality of this case’s truth started to set in. “This...this is my fault.” Mia reminded everyone, her voice shaking and upsetting, “I wasn’t there for her when she needed my help, and… and I wanted to be here for her, but I just…” She wasn’t able to finish her sentence without breaking out silently into tears, blaming herself for Risa’s death. None of us had any further words, as we were too busy feeling awful, or crying alongside Mia, like Urkstin was.