Marianne's POV
Life is so short. And ending my life at the time that my uncle has taken everything from me is wrong. Putting justice in my hands was my choice. But that shouldn't be the case. I was scared. I thought that no one would love me because I had lost everything. But I was wrong.
I stop myself from being loved, thinking that no one will care for me, but I should've trusted the people around me. Not all people are bad. There are good ones too. I might have been blind and busy hating my life and those criminals around me without realizing that I had become like them.
A monster who has been an angel before. I am Marianne, and I thought I was Karma. But I am not. People deserve to live, and it is not me who will decide whether they will die or live. It is the One from above. I care
