Mia And Me Mia's Bracelet Novels & Stories

In the space of five minutes, I was done with the food, and even though there was still space left for some food, It felt much better than before. "Are you okay now? Yesterday was the full moon night." Mia asked, staring at me worriedly. "I accepted his rejection." "What! That's even worse. You must be feeling pains." "Yeah, just a little though. I need to have my bath and sleep." "You should." Mia helped me up to the bathroom. She was about leaving when she stopped to look at me. "About the bracelet, I know you didn't steal it. Someone might have planted it in your bed." Shs said and I smiled, at least she believes me.

I gasped at the sight of a silver bracelet. “Kaden! It’s beautiful.” He took the box and slipped it out. “Just something to make sure you’re always thinking about me. He slipped it around my wrist, clasping it. Always keep it in for me, okay?” I lifted my wrist staring at it in wonder. I looked back at him. “I don’t think anyone has ever gotten me anything this nice before.” He reached out cupping my face. “You deserve all the nice things in the world, Mia.”

"I wasn't about to let the night end without marking the occasion. Go on, open it." With trembling fingers, Mia opens it carefully. Inside, a bracelet—fine chain, a single diamond set into the clasp, the kind of thing that looks effortless because someone thought about it for a long time. Not showy. Not trying too hard. "Elias!" she breathes. "Your taste is actually...incredible." Elias, who had been bracing himself for a tearful thank-you or perhaps a bashful hug, blinks in confusion. He tilts his head. "Wait. What did you just say?"

No one has seen her. “You are lying. You don’t have her.” “I don’t lie when it concerns my son’s welfare.” Mr. Powell reaches into his pocket and throws something silver on the desk. Mia gasps at the item. It is a bracelet. Her little sister Laura’s bracelet. She has been wearing it since she was ten. She grasps the bracelet in her hand and grits her teeth. “How did you get this? Did you hurt her? I swear I’ll kill you if you touch her.”

Almost fragile. “You wanted to see me?” I asked softly. He slowly lifted his gaze toward me. “Yes.” His voice sounded unusually serious tonight. “Sit down, Mia.” I obeyed quietly. The moment I sat, his eyes landed on the bracelet in my hand. A strange emotion flashed briefly across his face. But it disappeared too quickly for me to understand. “Where did you get that?” he asked calmly. My fingers tightened around it. “I found it after… last night. ”Silence filled the room instantly. The fire crackled softly nearby. Mr. Lu stared at the bracelet for several seconds before finally sighing. “You should keep it safe,” he said quietly. My confusion deepened. Why was everyone acting strangely abou

Mahira aunty said making us laugh. "Okay aunty don't worry! We'll bring her down with us. Anything else?" I asked. "Oh yes! I almost forgot. Thank you for reminding me Mia! There's a vermilion filled plate in the store room. Please bring that after helping Samaira!" Aunty said. I smiled and said,"Of course aunty! You don't need to say please."

Although she was a bit obnoxious, he had saved her life after all, so she didn't show it on her face. - Where am I now? Can I borrow your phone please? Ever since she escaped Serge, she impatiently wanted to call Remy to tell him she was safe. She wondered how he and Julie were doing while she was gone these past few days. The man's gaze fell on Mia's wrist, on which was a bracelet made of high-quality green jade. When he looked at the jade bracelet, his eyes sparkled a little. He refused: - No, you can't. We will take care of you from now on. If you need anything, you can tell us.

Always watching. By midday, Mia felt like she was suffocating. She needed a distraction. An excuse. Something believable. As they walked down another corridor, one dangerously close to the hallway she’d seen Max emerge from the night before, Mia slowed. “Melissa,” she said suddenly, “could you help me with something?” “Of course,” Melissa replied instantly. Mia gestured vaguely. “I… left a bracelet in my room. The one my mother gave me. I’d really like to wear it today.”

They were standing at the foot of the bed and their huge bodies covered her so when I moved closer and peeked between them, I was shocked at what I was seeing. Mia's left hand was extended out on the bed. Her wrist was blood red and her fingers were white. Her face was bunched up in so much pain that her eyes became legs and she was biting her lip from anxiety. “Mia, hey. I'm here. What is it? What is wrong with the bracelet?” She filled me in on what happened and what Magma said. “A curse? First he poisons her then he curses her? Why? We need to get this bracelet off her as soon as possible.”

The beeping of the heartbeat tracker was clear in the small hospital ward. Her palm-sized face scrunched up in her unconscious state. Looking at her appearance, anyone would have the urge to protect her. But this is Mia, an 18-year-old teenager that everyone hates and says that she taints their eyes. A few hours ago, she was beaten up by some young boys on the university campus because she was accused of theft. Had it been the school security didn't intervene, Mia wouldn't have made it to the hospital alive.