Victorious Miranda Sings Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Mira, I am not here for anyone. I am here for me. Mira I can’t sleep at night, I will always live with this regret but it will be easier if you forgive me” I closed my eyes and it was difficult to let it go. “I can’t Mathilda”. I stood up, battling with my own tears. “I understand Mira. I totally do. Your father will be so proud of you. You did it, I am proud of you”. She stood up and walked out, sobbing. “I am proud of you”, her words echoed over and over in my head.

she whispered, feeling the pain of her loss once again. Dina noticed the sudden change in Miranda's expression and asked, "What's wrong, Miranda?" Concern etched her face as she waited for a response. Miranda shook her head slowly, trying to control her emotions. "It's nothing," she said, her voice choked with emotion. "I was just thinking about someone." "Who?" Dina asked, curious. Miranda hesitated for a moment before answering. "My friend Fel," she said solemnly. Suddenly, Miranda frowned and said, "That monster has to be punished."

I told Miranda. "See you at the house," she said, I took off my earpiece and nodded to the rest of the team. Grabbing a glass from a waiter I took a sip of the drink and watched Xania as she sang a classic. Sade's song, Still In Love With You, couples littered the floor as they danced together. The engaged couple danced with their heads pressed against each others. She walked down the stage still singing the song with grace and manner, smiling at the few couples she passed she walked towards me and wrapped her arm around my neck as her other hand held onto the mic.

“Then smile and look confident. Do not let them see you sweat. You are stronger than they are.” I forced a smile on my face and lifted my chin. I would not let them win. Miranda finally pulled away from Kael and walked to the stage. Then she picked up a microphone, and the room went quiet. The music stopped and the conversations faded as everyone turned to look at her. “Thank you all for coming tonight,” she said in a sweet and warm voice, that was dripping with fake sincerity. “I have something important to say. Something that has been in my heart for a long time.”

Selena couldn't have been wrong, she was right about Mirabella having a long time crush on me, I knew it, I felt it because it was mutual, Mira proved it to me but all through the wedding ceremony it had felt like none of it was true, like I was wrong. Lana Del Ray’s Love, that was the song choice I made. It was Mira’s favorite track. She stiffened in my arms at the sound of the music, her head snapped up to me, I held her close, guiding her, tempting her slowly to fall into steps with me. Her body relaxed into mine, her hand rested gently on my back. Her excitement spilled out from her eyes, her lips, but she bit her lips to hold her amusement back. I finally scored a browny point with her.

Victor's finger shook as he pointed at her, "You're still refusing to admit your mistake even now. I'm leaving you some dignity by not investigating this matter. Do you have to embarrass me thoroughly before you're satisfied" Miranda sneered, "If I really wanted to take revenge on her, you'd be seeing her corpse now. How would you still have the chance to act out a family drama here?” Victor slammed the table with force "Stdp running your mouth at me! Miranda, are you going to apologize or not? If you admit your wrongs and apologize. then retire from the entertainment industry, I can take it as if all of this never happened. If you want to have your way...”

Miranda smiled and said, "For example, right now." After finishing her sentence, Miranda's expression turned cold. She jumped up and performed a perfect mid-air split. She kicked both thugs in the face with his left and right foot!

Miranda said in a broken tune. "I know, I am seeing what's happening, but then that shouldn't be the reason for you to cry, we'll definitely think of something that will win over the tricky plans of vivian"

Years of being ignored had trained her well. In that moment, she realized the truth: this was no slip of the tongue. Victor hadn’t just humiliated her—he had erased her. Miranda, basking in the spotlight, leaned into the microphone with a coy smile. “Victor and I… well, fate always finds a way, doesn’t it?” The crowd tittered approvingly.

Lyra “Let go of me,” I hissed, fingers clawing at her wrist. “You’re hurting me.” Miranda’s grip tightened instead. Pain exploded across my scalp as she yanked my hair back, forcing my head up so I had no choice but to meet her eyes. Her expression was no longer mockery—it was triumph, sharp and shining. “Good,” she said softly. “Maybe pain will teach you your place.” Gasps rippled through the square. I staggered, nails scraping against her skin as I tried to pull free. My vision blurred, heat roaring through my veins, the hum inside me surging into something wild and furious.