La Culpa Es Mia Novels & Stories

She is back by her side in blink. She's right. My soulmate is unconscious because of me. Rian and I created the mess that became Maggie. And now we are repeating history, just with someone less power hungry. I fall to my knees and lose it. "It's all my fault. All my fault. Please. Please. Please..." I don't even know who I am talking to. I don't think I believe in God. "I'm to blame. Her pain is my fault. She's all that I have...please..." I cry out. She's my heaven and now I've created my hell.

“My only child. I can’t just stand here while he’s—” Her words broke into a sob, her free hand clutching her chest as if trying to hold herself together. Mia pressed back against the wall, her face ghostly pale. Her hands twisted nervously, and her breath came in shallow gasps. For once, her sharp tongue was gone. She looked shattered, consumed by guilt. “This is my fault,” Mia muttered, her voice shaking. “I…I shouldn’t have provoked him. I didn’t mean—”

Having appeared all of a sudden, Selena began making her way toward Leo. "Leo, how could you do this to—" A loud slap rang out in the mine. "Shut up! I don't want to see you right now!" Selena cradled her cheek as fresh tears rolled down her face. This time, she was crying for real. Leo didn't hold back in that slap. Right now, her cheek was all red and swollen. She shrank away from Leo before retreating to the wall. "Tell me if I did something wrong. If you don't want to see me ever again, I can leave right now.

Her voice was really small. "Mia?" She noticed the gentle pant in Angela’s voice. "W-why do you sound so sad? What’s wrong?" There was genuine concern there, though Angela was stuttering, like she already knew the reason behind Mia’s sadness. And maybe she did. "It’s just…" Mia sighed. "The project I was working on for my boss’s presentation... you remember, right?" "Yeah?" "Well… I think I might have given my boss the wrong flash drive. Like, the one with zero work stuff on it." She sat up. "But I swear it was the right one! I don’t even keep my personal files on a flash drive. Luis must have messed with it!"

Three weeks since I chose myself over him. Smile slipped his face, lips thinned and he tread to my direction. Coming near me, I heard Ria's squeal. Hoisting my head down, I passed her a grin as her hands flew in the air and smile overtook her face. "Sanchi," He whispered. "How are you?" "Fine." Looking up, I added, "I'm fine. Truly fine." We exchanged an awkward smile. I was fine than before. Sometimes guilt cam back and haunted me but I guess it had become a part of my life. I couldn't change it but I could change one thing. I redeem myself.

“They killed my mother for a trace.” He didn't answer that. He shouldn't have needed to. Her memory of the cell, the hole in the floor where her mother had lain — the image still stung like a fresh wound. You did this, Aria. You did this to her. The thought clawed at her, hot and shameful. Damian’s hand closed on her wrist, firm and cool. “Not your fault,” he said, low. His voice carried the weight of a ship’s anchor dropped in deep water. “You didn’t ask to be born.”

I ask immediately. " He cheated". " Damn!!! That bastard. How could he?". I was getting angry at this point. " That's the good part of it. I didn't do anything though it's painful but I have my body intact". "Argh!!! Not again Liana" I say as I hit my forehead. " You almost got me" I added chuckling in between. " But that's the truth". " What if I don't meet someone as calm as you are?".

He said softly. The music finally ended and Mia walked away from him, curtsying and exiting the room. She breathed in the night air, trying to calm her heart. 'Damn you, you bloody cursed man!' she cussed the Grand Duke, or rather The Devil. "I know I'm cursed." The devil spaidand Mia jumped, looking around, her hand on her chest. Radna couldn't help but look at her hand, just above her cleavage. Mia had a much larger bust than Lily. In fact, he couldn't even remember Lily very well...

Luciano guessed that it was an illusion that Paolo had bestowed upon her. Perhaps it was that old man's twilight love that had granted her an excess of charm, making it impossible for Luciano to forget her. He couldn't forget the faint pink marks on her pale wrists or the soft, lustrous glow of the pearl dangling near her face. Honestly, Tanya shouldn't even be appearing in Luciano's dreams. After all, she was his stepmother.

"Ego, Phil is the only man that I'll ever love till I draw my last breath. I have to marry Dapo. I'll grow to love him, I hope." "I caused all these, didn't I?" Ego asked her friend as she moved closer to her where they sat on the bed. "I called you an ingrate, that's why you're jumping at the very first offer that came your way, even though we both know that he is not, can not necessarily be the best for you, Ame!" She covered her face with her palms as she wailed. "Oh, Ame, can you ever find it in your heart to forgive me?!" She removed her hands from her face as she peeked at her friend.