He felt so bleak.
He always did when she walked away from the first time she did he know his life would fall apart without her in it. She left and he fell apart, made mistakes. Leader of the free world or not this tiny woman wielded a lot of power over him and he could not resist.
He would give up everything for her, he would do anything to stay with her to have her warmth next to him for ever. He could even see himself living in a tiny shack with her with a leaky roof in the middle of nowhere but he wouldn't mind as long as she was by his side.
He loved her. She had interrupted his life with an abruptness and a way of getting to the truth like no one else could, he loved that the most. When he was with her his life wasn't a lie, he no longer felt he was in a tidal wave being swept along, she was the thing that kept him grounded.
But every night he would like next to his wife with her cold detachment, sometimes she looked at him like she couldn't stand him, like the sight of him made her sick. But then she would smile her smile that was too wide with her perfect teeth and hair and a string of elegant pearls around her neck. You can never go wrong with pearls. Olivia had told her when she placed them in front of his wife. The woman he was dying to be with was giving his wife a pearl necklace. He tried not to smile at that but failed just as both ladies looked up at him for his opinion.
'what do you think darling?' his wife asked with her fake smile and cold eyes 'I assume you like it from that grin on your face'
'yes they look lovely'. The women giggled amongst themselves something about men not knowing anything about jewellery. How could she do this? He thought angrily. He loved her and his life was falling apart without her and she was giving his wife pearls. He turned on his heals and walked out of the room. He went to the nearest rest room and locked himself in. It was the only place he had some privacy. She has also said that to him. When he has still be known as governor grant she had taken him aside.
She hadn't asked she has grabbed hold of his arm and walked him to a quite corner of the room. She had then asked him if he was ready for it.
'ready for what, to be the leader of the free world?'
'no, the complete lack of privacy. Everything you do if you win this will be analysed you will be watched like a hawk the only privacy you'll get is in the rest room'
'you trying to say the only place I'll have some me time is on the can?'
'yes and possibly the shower'
'well as long as you're by my side bring it on' he smiled his cheeky smile which made him look a lot younger.
She tried to look disapproving but he could see that ghost of a smile at the corner of her lips.
'stop it, people are around' she had whispered as she walked away demanding some figures of some poor intern.
The moments alone together has been the most blissful moments of his existence. Just standing close to her not talking made him feel like everything would be okay and he would be happy with his woman. This amazing woman to Cyrus God bless his soul had bought into his life.
His campaign staff's dreams had come true when he had won the presidency and Olivia's job had been done. He could have kissed Cyrus when he has suggested at the celebratory dinner then she should come work for him at the white house. His heart had leapt when she had agreed. But then 3 months later he felt his world collapse around him.
His wife was still there and so was Olivia just in reach but still so far. And it had been too much he handed in her notice and was gone out of his life