Mia And Me Mia's Bracelet Novels & Stories

Mia asked, turning around to look at her. "Mia. That woman is gone." "Which woman?" Scarlett pointed. "The one you bought earrings from." "Oh. Maybe she left or sold off." "That quickly? There were still plenty of earrings on her stand." Scarlett kept looking in that direction. "Mia." "Scarlett. Maybe she gave people the earrings for free. Just like she gave you that bracelet. Speaking of which, I want it." Mia reached for it, but Scarlett kept her hand behind her back.

Even if it was Mia's turn to stand at the bedroom door, she could not do anything in such a short amount of time. During her lunch break, Mia rested in her room and opened her jewelry box. There were earrings and bracelets inside. She rarely wore bracelets on her wrist. Fiona came in and saw the bracelet on her wrist, feeling envious. "Wow, the bracelet is so beautiful. It looks like a bracelet from a luxurious brand." "You know about luxury brands?" Mia looked down at her. Fiona ignored her tone and said, "I read about them online. It was very expensive. I can't afford it. Mia, are you rich?"

Inside lay a silver bracelet, identical chain to hers, but the poker chip charm was larger, gleaming, with ‘Horizon’ engraved in tiny script on the reverse. Elena's breath caught. "This is unnecessary." "You wear one like it." He nodded toward her wrist. "It caught my attention this morning. Seemed fitting for new beginnings." Two bracelets now. One faded from years of wear and guilt. One pristine, mocking. She fastened it beside the original, the twin charms clinking softly. A shiver ran through her. Mia peeked around the corner. "Mommy, is the tall man staying for dinner?" Damian's attention shifted. He crouched to Mia's level, smile easy but eyes sharp. "Depends if your mom says yes."

'' I asked with my eyes still shut. ''We haven't found her yet, but we found this.'' His words forced my eyes open, I moved my gaze to him and saw he was holding broken pieces of a bracelet. With panting breath, I left the bed and made my way to him. I snatched the bracelet from his hand, took a proper look at it, and realized it was Mia's. I knew this was a gift from Aunt Cara for her seventeenth birthday. ''Where did you get it?'' I asked, panicking.

“I don’t know if I’m ready for this.” Sarah cupped her daughter’s face gently. “You are. And you won’t be alone.” She turned toward the small wooden box resting on her desk and carefully lifted the lid. Inside, a silver bracelet gleamed under the candlelight. She took it out and fastened it around Mia’s wrist. Mia looked down at it in confusion. “What is this?” Sarah’s eyes softened. “A gift. And a reminder of who you are.” Mia felt a strange warmth spread through her wrist, tingling up her arm. “It feels… different.”

Couldn't Miss Willa put a zipper instead of strings? "Mia?" Emma called out and I looked at her. Her eyes sparkled in admiration and I smiled amusingly. She lifted her index finger, gesturing me to wait for a second as she reached behind her wheelchair and retrieved a box. Her delicate hands slowly opened it and my eyes widened in awe when I saw my great grandmother's beautiful tiara. It was made out of white gold and studded with diamonds. I still remembered those childhood days when Emma and I used to linger around our ancestor's large framed pictures and admired the jewellery they wore. It was always our fantasy to be like one of them.

“Hey Nick, you did not even come home to greet me.” Nick gave Carolyne a kiss on her cheek and a big hug. “Please don't start. Mom already gave me the talk for not going to her office first.” “Who is this?” “This is my best friend, Mia. Mia this is my brother Nick?” I held my hand out to Nick.“It is nice to meet you, Nick.” “Nice to meet you too, Mia.” We shook hands. Our seats are in the third row from the ring. “I will see you, girls, later. I need to go see if Nathan is ready."

Mia If I were asked why I'm here, my reply is to fulfill a promise, so welcome to my diary. I am Mia, a nerd and that quiet girl who doesn't even exist or get noticed. However, I have a friend, Nicole who has a crush that doesn't know she even exist either and currently she's going for a heart surgery but have refused. Why? That's because she wants this crush to be hers at all cost. I had to make a promise that I watch over him for her, stalk him, learn everything about him while she gets her surgery done in America.

Kezira passed out before it got to her turn. Lot of good it did her, she still got branded. The room was so hot now, that I could feel sweat trickling down between my breasts. The smell of the cooking flesh in the air msde me feel sick. The brand itself put on the left wrist was a symbol of two lines opened upward in a V shape, and a snake coiled around the lines that looked suspiciously like legs. Very soon, I was the last person left in the line and I too was branded. I didn't scream- no, that would be admitting weakness, my mother taught be better than that.

“I got something for you two.” Mia’s eyes lit up with curiosity. She quickly swam closer to the edge, and Bryan helped her sit up on the poolside. His mother followed suit, settling beside her. “What did you get?” Mia asked eagerly. Bryan handed her the bag. “See for yourself.” Mia wasted no time, eagerly peeking inside. The moment her eyes landed on the ice cream, she gasped. “You got me ice cream?” she asked, her voice filled with excitement. Bryan smirked. “You’ve been craving it, haven’t you?”