I own nothing. I just wanted to try something.
When I married him, we were so happy. He bought me everything I wanted. We had three lovely children. Our home was so large, you could have three closets the size of bed rooms and no one would notice. Unless it was the cleaning crew. My husband and I had separate rooms. He snored and I needed my beauty rest. I started to suspect something was going on when he decided to reopen our old garden at first I thought it was a sweet surprise for me, but soon I started to see a young woman in there often. Never with anyone, just waiting.
Soon, my husband stopped buying me jewelry, yet the jewels in the valet decreased. My beautiful dresses failed in comparison to the ones that strange girl started to wear. One day I decided to watch the girl to see who she was waiting for. I thought I saw my husband approach and turn away, but I had to leave soon as a guard told me that an emergency had started in the thrown room. The emergency was that two of my children were fighting over a doll. I went back to the garden to find it empty. I threw open my husband door to find my worst fear. My husband in the arms of another. I called the guards in and had her banished. Sometimes I would if she even knew he was married. Others I wonder where she is. Whatever happened. I have no fault. Some people just need to be careful what they wish for. I hope I never see Desiree again.
Now I sit here in the ghost zone. Still rich and surrounded by servants, but it doesn't matter. My husband is never here. Desiree is the lucky one. At least she had a new chance at love. I never left him. Unfinished business. I never found love.