He had warned her not to put him on a pedestal, that he would only end of crashing hard once she realized he was just another guy with bedroom eyes and amazing social persona. Still, she said yes when he proposed on that rainy night in front of the fire. After multiple soul shaking orgasms. How could she have done otherwise?
After ten years of ecstasy and torment, she awoke. She understood that he was just a guy. She agonized over lost career opportunities, at having enslaved herself to her emotions, for believing she could not live without him.
In the end the divorce was simple and painless. They parted as friends with occasional benefits She was able to forgive herself.
Written as part of Writing Tasks
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