My parents should have known what they were getting when they named me Kharma.I've always been more than people bargained for, but it's not my fault most men have more audacity than brains.True to my name, serving up karma on a blood-red platter is the only hobby that keeps me sane in this small town.I tell myself it's all I need, but sometimes I get an urge for the happily ever afters I see on my favorite rom-coms.Unfortunately, the only person who never tells me I'm too much is the one I've convinced myself isn't enough for me.