Karma Starts Somewhere
They looked perfect together.
I felt a bitter ache in my heart, but at the same time, I was glad for him. At least my death wouldn't leave him in pain. At least one of us got to be happy.
Then, I heard a familiar, mocking voice.
"Well, well, if it isn't Annabelle. Didn't you use to value money more than life itself? How did you end up like this? Guess this is what they call karma."