Culpa Nuestra Book Novels & Stories

********* NINA'S POV My world is crumbling before my very eyes, and I'm holed up in my apartment, making a mess. Wherever I look, whatever I do, those five words echo back to me, sending me into a spiral. ‘I KNOW WHAT YOU DID.’ But what did I do? No…let's rephrase. What have I not done? From sleeping with my stepbrother, to abetting the murder of my ex-boyfriend… I couldn't get out of that bookstore fast enough. Right when I thought the universe had given me another chance, she rips the rug from under my feet and chastises me for my bruises.

Jonathan was silent for a long time. He was just a salaried worker. If he denied the claim, this family would almost certainly raise hell—maybe even take it to the media. The caption "Genius student dies suddenly, insurance refuses payout" would be plastered all over the internet. The company's reputation would suffer, and he wouldn't escape unscathed either. And that "goal" written in the notebook—it was too striking. "Get up." Jonathan closed the notebook and set it on the table. He bent down, picked up the voice recorder from the floor, and pressed delete.

I saw Tasha sitting up straight in the front seat. From: Tasha Veda stupid, what do you mean why not you said you won't be a slave for a man??? To: Tasha Veda does having sex make me a slave to men? Another gasp was heard from Tasha. She almost pulled her own hair because of the shock of just what she had read. "You alright?" Morris asked again and simply glanced at Tasha. "Maybe we need to go to church?" I heard her answer. To: Tasha Veda

"Marcus, we're criminals. Everyone knows what we did. The newspapers covered our story for weeks when you were found alive. We can't just waltz up to Elena and expect her to help us." "So what, we just accept being homeless and starving?" I asked angrily. "Maybe that's what we deserve," Sophia said quietly. "Deserve?" I stood up, anger coursing through me. "We deserve to starve while Elena lives like a queen? We deserve to suffer while she enjoys her perfect life with her perfect husband?" "Yes!" Sophia shouted back. "Because we did terrible things, Marcus! We hurt innocent people! We ruined lives!" "And Elena got rewarded for it! How is that fair?"

“I didn’t protect our pup well enough.” “Iva, don’t do this. This is not your fault. The warriors that invaded, the criminals in the cell, Caius, and Cain…they are at fault. They couldn’t leave you alone. They put so much stress on you. You shouldn’t have had to endure any of it. But I swear on the Moon Goddess, every last one of them will pay. They will pay for hurting you and killing our pup. I will not rest until every last one of them pays for what they have done,” I swore.

“It’s a simple question, you know. Is it you in the video or not? I didn’t ask for an explanation.” “Yes. It’s me in the video.” Eve handed the laptop to Ella and took slow steps to where Crula was standing. Before she could get there, Crula fell on her knees with her head on the floor and started pleading. “I’m so sorry, Miss Gray. I didn’t want to do it, I swear. I didn’t want to commit this much crime. It was the work of the devil. Please forgive me.” “I know it was the work of the devil, honey. Trust me.”

Cecelia smiles sadly. "Yeah, it's your fault. It's your fault for bringing me into this world. Maybe if you had kept some dignity, then I wouldn't be here going through all this. If you hadn't slept with your friend's husband, then none of this would happen, so don't you dare blame me for your crime. You're the real bad guy! I only did what you wanted me to do. But now I regret it; I wish I hadn't followed any of your teachings. Maybe it could have been a different case; maybe they wouldn't have turned their back on me. They wouldn't have embarrassed me! My friends wouldn't have done this to me. Just let me be, please. Don't add to the suffering by placing the whole blame on me!" the boy blu

he insisted, his conviction slicing through the air like a bitter winter wind. “Oh, Kole,” I whispered, drawing him into a comforting embrace. He really believed that this was all his fault. He was going to carry the weight of this on his guilt for a very long time. But it wasn't his fault, the only person to blame for all this is Kathryna Delacourt. She was the one responsible for this senseless bloodshed. “I’m sorry, Kole. I really am. Is there anything I can do?” I asked, my voice soft and sincere.

Cassius pleaded. Percival looked up, his eyes filled with a chilling darkness. “Only dead people never appear before me.” “I really was wrong. I was wrong. Please let me go,” Cassius no longer knew what he would face next. Consumed by fear, his brain had gone numb, losing all ability to think. All he could do was repeatedly say that he was wrong. Could a mere admission of wrongdoing offset his sins? What a naive thought. Even if the agreement was signed voluntarily by Eulalia, what about the injuries on her body? Did she inflict them on herself?

Keeping him in the loop will not only protect him from further manipulation but also prove my innocence. It's a great reminder of the depths to which some individuals will sink in pursuit of their own desires, regardless of the harm they cause to others. Such behavior is not only reprehensible but also deeply unsettling, serving as a sobering reminder of the importance of standing up against injustice and holding individuals like Sophia accountable for their actions.