There is a beautiful and peaceful girl in her death. Her scarlet lips slightly parted as though whispering a caress to her lover, her blue eyes gentle and unquestioning like a baby. The dead girl lay on the murderer’s arm like a child that asleep. When the police come, the body of the dead girl still carrying on the murderer’s arm. The officers of the police had almost to force the murderer to let go the body of the girl he is carrying. A few hours later when I saw the murderer, he was so different from the old him that abode of a tragic love. When I tried to ask him, I become aware of terrific strain under which he suffered. When I tried to draw from him the motive for the pitiful tragedy, he could only rely, his pale boyish face like a mask. He killed the girl, the girl he loved because of his own good since he wants the girl to be with him alone. That’s the irony of fate! The very greatness of his love made him strangle her. Separated as they were wealth, social position, and all that implies. It was only in death that they could be united.

What is the theme of the story?