She died with very little resistance, a mere painful whimper. She made repeated attempts to woo him—through persuasion, playing victim, even chiding. Those efforts were met with continual snubbing and humiliation.
He made promises too, of giving her his time and love. He had mastered the habit of procrastination and, consequently, of lying.
At last, her self-esteem, or rather the lack of it, gave way. She was gone, no reason given, no explanation asked.
Her memory disconcerted him only in spurts and bursts, nothing dramatic.
He, who was earlier known as a gifted writer, is now but a successful entrepreneur.