Let's talk about the girl who didn't die right

I’m not some sweet little girl who died and got reborn just to chase a prince.



No. I lived my whole life in the shadows. Hurt. Forgotten. Used.



But not anymore.



I made a promise to myself—I’d make them pay. Every single one of them.



This is my story of revenge.



But in the end… did I go too far?



Was it justice—or just selfishness dressed up as rage?



I wanted revenge.

What I found… was something else.





{Hello everyone, this is based on some previous real life history that really caught my attention and I just had to write it down, I hope you all will like it and I would appreciate your support.}