Libro Culpa Mia Novels & Stories

LENA’S POINT OF VIEW Guilt, I guess that was what I’m feeling right now. But not just that, I was feeling guilty for what I wasn’t feeling guilty about. I knew that I didn’t want to spend my entire life with Sasha and selling drugs for her stepbrother. I don’t feel bad for being with Maia because it’s what I want. I feel guilty for feeling burdened with this trivial shit when one of my men, a member of our drug cartel that keeps an eye on outside, died.

“This is your fault, Chiara. The least you could do is help me out. No one would be looking into cases we worked together if Emilio hadn’t escaped on your watch.” “You and everyone else know that I had nothing to do with that. He smeared my name to get back at Papá for putting him in jail. If we are being technical, this is all Papá's fault. I didn’t do shit.” “But your name is tied to everything, and you are the reason those people are investigating you. I am collateral in your mess. I made a small mistake that I have never made before. I will never repeat it. I just need a second chance.”

“Well, that’s a selfish thing to say, considering you don’t really know me.” Mia looked up, surprised by the calm steadiness in Luciana’s voice. Luciana offered her a small, understanding smile. “My mom collapsed when we went to the market in Columbia,” she said, her tone wistful. “It was supposed to be a fun, carefree day. Just the two of us, laughing, shopping, enjoying our time together. And then suddenly, everything changed.” Luciana’s hands faltered in their gentle strokes, caught in the grip of her own past. The memory resurfaced, vivid and unrelenting, as if she were reliving it all over again.

Elena’s eyes had sold her out. “Are you going to keep up the lies, Elena?” Elena bit her lips and her shoulders slumped as she trembled all over. Maia took the book on the desk and tossed it at her feet. “Do you know who owned this book?” Maia saw that Elena was silent. So, she continued, “Celia loved this book the most. She used it as a diary. I want you to take a look at the two pages that fell out and feel the despair she experienced back then!”

If I didn’t carry the guilt of slamming Daruka’s head on the wall so harshly, I would have slammed Caleb’s head for sure and proved his point. “Why don’t you start with keeping your mouth in control?” Mia said in my defense and I looked at her with a pang of painful guilt stabbing my chest. I had thrown her back too. She must be hurt. Goddess, how did I get out of control twice today? What was up Crystal?

“No, that can’t be. I mean, I’ve known Martini. Not personally, but, you know, as Alessio’s uncle. He’s always seemed like a good man. Someone… decent. He’s been around De Luca's family forever.” “Exactly,” I said, a little too quickly. “Which is why this doesn’t sit right with me. He took a book from me the other day… in the library. I didn’t even say anything about it, but the moment I reached for it, he practically snatched it out of my hands. And it had my mother’s initials inside.” Mia blinked, stunned. “You think he’s hiding something?”

I didn't really think about it at the time, I've never studied the question. - Well, you should have, before you made her take that shit! You could at least have asked the pack doctor! - I admit my mistake, I'm not infallible. I'm sorry, I really am... Celia leads me to the library. - What are we doing here? - We need to find out what this can do to you, what it can do to both of us. - Please try to calm down," I say softly. - I can't, Mia's going round in circles with impatience and anger.

Cara's Pov I am sick. Not physically but emotionally. I realize I am losing my mind bit by bit. Lord knows how much more I can take before I lose my mind. I wanted revenge. I was ready to pay any price for it because what was taken from me was all worth it, but I didn't realize revenge would be this difficult.

Cara climbed into the passenger seat of Ben’s car and he drove on with a grim expression on his face. “How did it all happen? He was fine when I left him.” Doubt crept into her mind, making her repent her decision. Was he really fine? Maybe this could have been avoided if she hadn’t left him that night. Guilt washed over her and he looked at Ben Duncan, waiting for an answer.