She left with nothing but the clothes on her back and very little at that.
She was no man’s whore and she had come to the conclusion that was all the men wanted from her. To them she was a faceless hole and she decided enough was enough. She would deny herself the pleasure and the pain of man rather than be some man’s fuck hole.
She had faith in herself like no other. She knew she was special and she’d just as soon be alone than ever lay with another man who did not acknowledge just how special she was. Perhaps she was a tad on the narcissistic side and perhaps her confidence was borderline megalomania but she knew she had EARNED the right to be so cocky.