In reality the marriage was over the moment he uttered those six terrible words. It shattered her heart into a thousand pieces, it was punch to the gut that left her winded and speechless or to quote those words by Police "a humiliating kick in the crotch" Since then everything had been a pretence. Her heart and her relationship was being held together by bandages and sticking plaster but the blood was starting to seep through, nothing was healing. Then one day when she did not warn her herself, she pulled off the plaster. The pain was like a white flash of light, for many days she could not breathe. But all of a sudden one bright Wednesday morning she turned to him calmly and asked him to leave. He was shocked but not surprised and made little fuss.
And so she found herself, on her sofa, alone wondering what she was going to do for the rest of her life. So much to organize.