She is baffled how her heart and soul are longing for him and at the same time something inside her is saying softly, ‘good riddance.’ This is the same little voice which kept telling her on numerous occasions that things weren’t right with him. However, the strong surge of emotions for him had invariably made her dismiss her inner voice.
His cold response to the fall she had when she had gone to see him, his over-reaction to her lipstick mark on his pristine white shirt, his utter disregard to the efforts she was taking to see him and many more such instances were trying to signal her towards the brutal truth about their connection.
The robust magnetic pull towards him had hushed the voice of wisdom. Her inner voice wanted her to see through his shallowness, but she silenced it every single time it dared to go against him. Her muted reactions gave him the confidence to continue his nasty behaviour.
Today, she is in tune with her inner voice. So, she smiles and says out loud, “Good riddance.”