La Culpa Es Mia Novels & Stories

Don't force erase traces I erased it more and more More and more, come back Hope everything will be fine Foliage, convey the message of my heart. Wind, take fly my taste. ~ Alisy a Cantara

He caught me red-handed so many times. "I know you're lying. I know you longer than today, sugarplum." My insides boiled upon hearing that nickname again. "You don't know me anymore!" I hissed as I turned around to face him. Anger is visible in my eyes. "And don't call me sugarplum!" "You're still mad at me for what happened aren't you? Even though I emailed you how sorry I am, because you blocked me on all your social media." He let out a deep sigh before continuing, "I made a mistake, why can't you forgive me?"

Little compassion for Bella, a young girl who has been singled out by her master and is known for cruelty. "Come quickly tell me alexa." urges Bella not to be patient. "Master Marco has ordered the owner of the cafe where you work to stop you, Bella, and that letter you're holding is proof that you are no longer working at the site." Big! Bella's heart beats wildly at the sound of alexa's explanation, not expecting Marco to get so far into his life. Assuming all this was the tail of his actions which led to the compensation for the damage he had done a few days ago, little remorse after knowing it would end up like now.

Henry sank back into his chair, chest rising with fury. ***** “Roselia, please—let me go. For God’s sake, okay?” Mia pleaded softly, tugging at her friend’s arm. Roselia’s eyes narrowed. “And you should listen to me too, for John’s sake. Can’t you turn a blind eye just once?” “I can’t. Seriously, I can’t.” Mia’s voice wavered. “You know me since childhood. You know I can’t stand people getting hurt because of my mistakes.” Roselia softened, but her voice carried quiet frustration. “Don’t carry the world, Mia. This isn’t your fault. If anyone is to blame, it’s Zina, she didn’t pass the information on time or should i say she didn't at all.”

Claus tries to make a joke out of it. “Detente, Claus.” Mia spoke Spanish for the first time since she came to Claus. Spanish means she meant business. “Why are you angry about the sex. I thought you wanted it.” Claus asked confused. “Yes, I did. That was on me. But it’s unfair to Rick I am married to him, and I betrayed him.” Mia said, pacing the veranda. “Hey, it’s me, Carino! It’s Claus.” He tries to calm her. “The exact reason I should not be doing this. I don’t know what got into me back there. I can’t believe I let it happen. I am here to find my husband, not fucking you.” Mia begin to cry out in guilt.

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

Mia said in a croaked voice that sounded like she wanted to cry. What is she talking about? "What the hell are you talking about Mia? This is not your fault. You were just a victim of circumstances like me." I said. " But if I had not showed up in your company and life, none of this would have happened. Mr Richard was right, you know? This is my fault and I have to find a way to fix it." She replied in a firm voice. " Don't you ever say that again Mia. This is not your fault in any way." I said to her,

Mark, after hearing everything, followed the maid back to the maids' quarters to get Mia's phone. One by one, everyone else left. Mia was still kneeling on the floor. Freddy called her name over and over before she finally came back to herself. "Freddy, it's my fault–" she murmured. Freddy felt nothing but guilt. "No, it's mine. I shouldn't have hit anyone. If I hadn't, they wouldn't have had the chance to slander you." At his words, Mia broke down, crying so violently the sound shook the house.

I said as I buried my face into his chest and cried more and more. “Don’t beat yourself up, Mia. None of it is your fault, the people who are to blame are the very people who have gone out of their way to make our lives a living hell. Those are the people at fault, not you, Mia.” I sobbed quietly as he stroked my hair and continued to whisper to me, “It’s not your fault Mia, tragedy and evil will find who it has set its sights on regardless. Don’t take all this burden upon your shoulders. Don’t give in to despair because the moment you do, that is when they win.”

Mia buried her face deep in her hands, and her choked voice carrying unknown guilt and a trace of incomprehensible complex emotions. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... It is karma. It is karma..." She suddenly apologized repeatedly, without knowing to whom she was apologizing. She was like a complete madwoman who had broken down beyond her senses. Kisa turned her face away sadly, and tears kept falling. She would rather Gilbert come and kill her than hurt the people around her. In the dimly lit room, Lea watched a video of a traffic accident over and over again. She was tense and shivering. Just then, a burning chest pressed against her back.