La Culpa Es Mia Novels & Stories

Panic-stricken patrons and staff scattered, fleeing from the chaos I had unleashed. Through the chaos, my voice thundered with accusation, "This is all your fault, you witch!" I pointed at Mia, my anger blazing like an inferno, and all I desired was to see Mia suffer for the havoc she had wrought. But even as I wrought havoc upon everything in my path, I couldn't escape the harsh reality—I had brought this calamity upon myself. My betrayal, a fleeting moment of weakness, had torn apart the love that Isadora and I once shared. No amount of destruction could ever mend the damage I had inflicted.

“ I know, M’ijo. Lo siento.( I’m sorry)” “It’s not your fault. I would feel betrayed too, if I were you but I guess what I couldn’t deal with was the clear difference in the way you treated me. I would do things just to have you throw your chancla at me the same way you did with Carlotta and Cello , but you never did.

"If all of this was just a misunderstanding, you don't need to apologize." “But I have cast your life overshadowed by death. I know, it must be very uncomfortable,” the strange woman objected while lowering her head again. Shame had weighed on her face. After one faint breath, Mia turned to Lena and asked for a tissue. A moment later, she handed the thin sheet to the fortune teller. “Please wipe away your tears, Madam. There is nothing to be sorry because everything has happened," Mia said softly. “But I keep feeling guilty, Miss. Moreover, you mentioned that you have lost a father," the woman in black sobbed in fear.

“Yup. You're the one who couldn't stop screaming my name, and begging me to go deeper. Any deeper baby, I could have discovered diamonds. Or crude oil? Maybe both.” Mia hated that she burst out laughing. But then she realized they had been exposed, and stopped laughing immediately. “So you really think everyone heard?” She lowered her voice to ask. “Who cares if they heard? Are you ashamed of me?” The moment he asked that question, the scale dropped out of her eyes. She remembered everything. She remembered why she was angry at him. “What have I done?” She questioned herself internally, as she jumped off the counter. “What is it, Mia?” Luca worriedly asked, noticing the shift in the air.

‘I sure hope so, Mia,’ I replied softly. ‘Just a few more days,’ she whispered. ‘Yeah,’ I replied. I hated the fact that she had to suffer because of me. ‘None of this is your fault, Miracle,’ Mia said in a firm voice. ‘It is Mia. If only I was strong, you wouldn’t have suffered so much.’ I whispered weakly.

I won’t allow you to walk away so easily ever again. I can only apologize for keeping Rosalia from you, as I am a man, and I am only human. I was doing what was asked of me, and I thought I was protecting you. But I now realise I have caused you more unnecessary pain. And for that, I am sorry. Ciao, bella, Luca. ________________________

"I am," Raeleigh said. She felt that one should be responsible for what they had done and since Quirina ended up in the hospital because of her, she had to admit who she was. "So, you're Raeleigh?" Meica said with a forced smile on her face. "I am so sorry about what happened. As a mother, I had not taught my child well, and it had caused you trouble. I will reflect on this matter and I hope that I can have your forgiveness. Raeleigh, will you forgive me? Can you forgive Quirina for my sake too?" Meica bowed towards Raeleigh and spoke, despite how upset she was on the inside.

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.

she said between shallow breaths, “do you honestly think this is your fault?” Mimi’s eyes darted to the floor, her expression crumbling under Mia’s gaze. “Of course, it is,” she whispered, guilt lacing her tone. “I shouldn’t have left that day then he wouldn't have found us.” “Yeah, sure, it's your fault. Happy? Arguing with you over this is pointless, what has happened has happened. It is what it is.”

I murmured. "Whom will you sue Raj? And what were you doing? Don't you know it's time for the puja?" Someone said from behind and I turned to see it was bhabhi. "Ask the red dupatta girl bhabhi! Because of only her I'm late. And I had to shower again too!" I said. She furrowed her eyebrows for a second but then smirked. "Oh so you're talking about Mridula! Then I must say, everything was your fault!" She said.