What would you describe as a perfect life?
Is it defined by the number of exotic cars and private jets you can acquire in a lifetime?
Is it justified by the number of mind-blowing properties you own in distinctive neighborhoods?
Is it weighed by the number of high network friends, who flock around you because of your wealth or by the number of elite social gatherings you could attend?
Can true happiness be bought with enormous wealth?
It is said that if you want to feel rich, just count the things you have that money can't buy.
Ella reexamined her life and discovered that aside from man-made acquisitions which could all be accumulated to vanity, and one honest friend, she lacked genuine happiness.
All her life, she had worked very hard to be at the top of her game. She had damned consequences to achieve her goals in life. She had trusted people blindly and they had repeatedly broken her heart times without number.
