When the cameras stopped rolling and the applause faded, she finally faced the truth she had tried to outrun for years: the price of loving a legend had been the quiet unraveling of herself. She had given everything — her career, her identity, even her confidence — in the hope that it would be enough. But when the marriage collapsed, so did the version of herself she had built to please him. Walking away meant learning to breathe again, to reclaim the pieces of the woman she once was, and to rebuild the parts that had been broken. Her daughter became her anchor, her memories became her lessons, and time — slow, steady time — became her healer.
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