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.
“Dinner was amazing as always, Helly.”
“Helly” was Markus’ cute nickname he made up for Helena. It sounded like somebody tried to make a puppy out of Cerberus the Hellhound in Greek Mythos. However, Helena absolutely loathed that nickname now, made her feel like a pet.
She put on a faux smile of happiness, and spoke, “I always try my best at everything.”
Preparing dinner was the only thing Helena still enjoyed regardless of her boring life as a housewife. Cutting produce, turning on the stove, preparing plates, she had fun being a chef.
She used and cooked everything possible.
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