Libro Culpa Mia Novels & Stories

Two whole days have passed by since melissa left her bedroom and had locked herself up in another room, crying herself to sleep each hour or each day as guilt was eating her up from the inside. she thought of herself as a very bad person. she knew mia was innocent and yet she didn't help her, she did not say the truth and have her stay here but instead she acted like she knew nothing and then rid the poor innocent girl or her job and means of living. she was not even sure if mia was still alive. what if monica's boss had found her and killed her but now she has another thing to be sorry for.

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.”

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.

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.

Maria's pov- I quickly pushed Carlos away, The feeling of guilt drowning me as I looked at the pained expression upon Lucien’s face. I had fucked up. I don’t even know how I was to explain myself. I was a mess of a woman who had no self-control. If I was someone who had believed in a greater power I would go as far as saying that I had sinned, Sinned bad enough to be shunned from the place of freedom after death.

“Heh...” Candice let out a cold laugh. “First of all, I don’t forgive you. I’ve already reported it to the police. Second, sorry to disappoint you—someone rescued me last night. The people you hired didn’t succeed. I’m not infected, and I’m not dying. But you—you’re going to prison.” “...!” Mia’s tearful act crumbled in an instant. Her guilt, remorse, and regret peeled away like flaking paint, revealing her dark, hideous true self.

The name flashed through my head. Fernando had mentioned her on that rooftop. A poor girl. Was she Cain’s ex? Did she suffer too? Was I just another name on a list? “Leila—” Cain started. He stepped toward me, but I shoved him hard, swinging the gun up, at the direction of his chest. “It’s your fucking fault!” I cried. My whole body shook. “You caused this! You made her push me!” “If you hadn’t— If you hadn’t—”

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Daniel narrowed his eyes, his expression darkening. "Daniel, I'm really sorry..." Camila cried. "I shouldn't have taken her out without your permission today. But... I just wanted to discuss the final draft with her and help her relax. I never expected her health to be this bad. "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have bothered her with work at this time." Daniel remained silent, exuding a chilling aura. Camila had shouldered all the blame, but was she really so well-meaning? Was she innocent?

That snake waited for the right moment to strike, then walked away as we bled for her schemes. The youngest and most reckless of her lieutenants, Diego, swallowed hard and then cleared his throat hesitantly. "Boss, maybe we should have seen it coming. She. she was always too smooth with her words, too quick to offer deals. If we had been more cautious— Carla's head snapped toward him, her glare silencing him mid-sentence. "Cautious?" she repeated, her voice low and deadly. "You think caution would have stopped this? You think we had the luxury of second-guessing her while Arnulfo and Vito circled like vultures?" Her voice rose, raw with anger and grief. "No, Diego. This wasn't a mistake. Thi