They had this mega-watt attraction, they could be charming as hell, and cold as ice.
“You just wanted to be around them,” she said to Oprah.
But, she had been angry. She had been pissed off, too many times. So she ended it. No more games.
The second time, she had seen enough.
She was tough: a Crafter Artisan, very observant but not very self-reflective, and she was over her head. She left him, she cut him off. She didn’t want to think about, she couldn’t without going crazy. She finally moved on. She forgot.