FICTION
To Love Is A Choice
When the quest for perfection ends, happiness comes knocking on the door
At forty-five years old, Marina was still single.
Not by choice, though.
She had relationships. Not all of them, but a fair number, had the possibility of becoming long-term connections. It wasn’t for lack of trying that all of them ended.
The men tried.
Marina tried.
She tried, and then ended the relationship.
None of them were perfect.
Marina wanted perfect, but now, at forty-five, she wondered if perfection even existed. In fact, she doubted if she would ever find the ideal man, but the prospect of being alone for the rest of her life alarmed her.
Terrified her.
Her mind wandered to Dylan. He was her first love. She was nineteen when she met him in her first year at university. They had some classes together, but enough apart not to get bored with each other. When they were still an item three years later, they made plans to live together. They did that in their last year at uni and that was when their problems started.
