Marriage is one of the most dramatic changes a person can do that will forever affect the rest of their life. The idea of finding their “one true love” or a “soulmate” becomes a driving force desperate idiots use to find some kind of meaning in their boring lives. And once they find that person, have gone through the waves of emotional seduction, their eyes are no longer blinded by a fake sense of romance and heated passion.
Unfortunately for Helena, she was one of those idiots.
She fell for the suave advances of her husband, Markus. He knew exactly the right things to say, the right things to do at the right moment, and had swept Helena off of her feet. She offered to bear his children, polish his shoes before he left for work, and even was willing to experiment in the bedroom on a whim.
But one day, that magical spark of romance grounded and died.
The day-to-day tasks had become extremely stale, no longer able to keep Helena entertained. Going around the house with her favorite white apron, dusting off shelves with a frilly, extra-long blue duster fashioned like a feather was now a chore. Rummaging through the empty fridge to see what groceries were needed, and making the twenty-minute trip was a journey she no longer wanted to do.
But that’s what happens when one decided to take on the role of a housewife.
Once the love-filled, heart-shaped glasses came off, Helena finally saw the boredom of her decision of marrying Markus.
“Fuck this.”
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