Mia And Me Mia's Bracelet Novels & Stories

"Together is my favorite place with you, baby." Dario made sure Madie had everything she needed in her backpack. Extra water, her towel, an extra phone for him to track her just in case, her snacks, and of course Ellie. Her stuffy was ties to the strap of the bag, a long ribbon, so it won't drop whenever Madie let's go of her. It was nine in the morning, and the car was waiting for them by the entrance of the estate.

Matthew said before leaving the room. Ambrose just nodded. He was at a loss for words. Ambrose got off the bed and walked inside their closet. He unlocked the jewelry drawer and played with the rings on his finger. He contemplated whether he wants to remove it or not but ultimately decided not to. When he was about to close the drawer, his eyes fell on a jewelry box. It was the same jewelry box he found in the cave. He grabbed the box and opened it. Inside was a thin silver wristband with engraved letters.

Mia We got to Ms Rose's store where she sold jewelry of various designs. Ms Rose was one of the biggest jewelry designers in Fiato Kingdom or so I heard. "Holla, Taylor. I see you have been doing quite well," a tall, brunette woman with a porcelain skin entered our view.

“I don’t expect forgiveness, Isabella, I just want a chance to be in his life. To be… better.” She bit her lip, torn emotionally. When he reached his car, he reached into the seat and handed a small box which she reluctantly took, and then opened cautiously. Inside was a delicate bracelet. Silver, engraved with the words: For our child. A future stronger than our past. Isabella stared at it, lost for words. “No strings attached,” Luca said quietly. “Just hope.” He came forward, and then placed his hand on her tummy. “I’ll give you space,” he said gently. “But I’ll be here…I’ll always be here.”

But now, she had left cleanly, completely, as if she had never lived in this estate at all. It was as if their seven years together had been erased without a trace. Just then, Mia, draped in one of my silk nightgowns, swayed down the stairs. The Saint Christopher medal hung around her neck, the "Cuore Eterno" on her wrist. She purred coquettishly. "Luca, this old piece of junk is so heavy on my neck. When are you going to buy me that new diamond necklace?" Luca looked up, seeing her in my clothes, wearing the amulet his mother had given me and the bracelet he had designed, and was suddenly struck by the memory of his own mother's hands fastening that amulet around my neck after I took a bull

I heard that many people my age are studying here for so many years, I had never been with other people around me. I always keep a distance from them, but, right now this is the day to mingle with them. I had promised Grandmother that I would take care of myself and I wore the bracelet and necklace that my mother gave to me on my birthday last year. Another thing is Mia is just around, so I will be safe at all times. Mia is my guardian all of a sudden she was coming into my life on the night of my 16th birthday, she suddenly appeared maybe because of the light coming from the necklace and bracelet.

Vanessa couldn't control her emotions anymore and chuckled, her tone was dripping with sarcasm, "you couldn't speak any truth, can you?" After that, Vanessa eyed her from top to bottom and asked with a brief pause, "by the way, I'm just inquiring, what is the price of your bracelet, Miss Jones?" Mia threw a scrutinizing glare at her, but answered, "a limited edition rare diamond collection, 500,000 dollars. You anyhow couldn't afford it." Hearing the mockery in her words, Vanessa's brows twitched, and she almost instantly strode to Mia with the glass of wine in her hands.

"Is anyone wearing a Martiana bracelet? Could you lend it to us for a moment?" "I'm wearing one." A lady offered her bracelet. Mia did the same thing to the bracelet. As she had expected, there was a mark on it! Everyone was surprised. She returned the bracelet to the owner. "This is the mark I was talking about. It should be the last three numbers of the authenticity code." "Yes, you're right." Mia returned her attention to the married couple. "Now, do you have anything else to say?" The middle-aged woman still couldn't believe her eyes. "Hubby, did you buy an imitation? Where did you buy it?"

They each put on the same roughly carved bronze badge. They were trinkets Mia had idly made during a craft class, marked only by a faint “M” scratched on the back. Back then, Mia was seated in the last row of the classroom. Her background was a complete mystery to everyone. Yet they wore that badge for ten whole years. Whether standing on the F1 podium or locking in billion-dollar trades at the exchange, the cheap little badge on their chests never changed. Until Ella showed up. She was the cherished daughter of a rising conglomerate family. She hand-stitched two gold-thread fabric patches and gifted them to them.