Goodbye monogamy

Mark slept on the couch for the night, unable to bring himself to sleep in the same bed he shared with Rachel until just last night.

The next morning he woke up groggy and saw that same blue-gown woman in his living room.

"Hey," he shot up with some hope, "are we ready to reverse the curse yet?"

"It's not a curse," Priscilla began, "it's fulfilling a wish! And not quite, there's still a backlog. Your next wish is ready!"

"What... what's that?" Mark wondered quizzically, his eyes still baggy from last night.

"Remember that C-Y-O-A account you had?" Priscilla mistook the name of the website, "you said 'Marriage sounds so constraining! I'd rather have a bunch of women always around to get naked and please me. God, I wish that were me...'"

"That's not serious! And that was a long time ago! I was a virgin!" Mark reached out and grabbed Priscilla's wrist holding her wand, "please don't ruin my life and make me a cheater. I'm actually a virgin still... I'm saving myself for..." he eeked out the name, "Rachel."

"Wow, you're so strong..." Priscilla almost meowed at Mark gripping her wrist, "but the wand is only symbolic. Your wish is always my command!"

Before Mark could even protest what was about to happen, Priscilla puffed herself right out of his grasp and he received a notification on his phone. He rushed over and opened it - it was a text from Rachel!

"Yeah, about last night. I had a think about what that wish was all about, and it kinda showed me who you were as a person. I feel like we've been drifting apart and have different goals in life, so I'll leave you to it. You can keep the ring, and I'll send someone out to collect my things. It's been nice knowing you, have a great life! Don't worry, we're still cool at work."

Mark went limp, fell onto his couch, and put his face in his hands and started crying, tears flowing out his eyes and snot flowing out his nose as he took sobs so heavy he could hardly breathe.

After what felt like ages, Mark was still crying and the doorbell rung. Not having any tissues, Mark grabbed the nearest paper towels and cleaned up his face before answering it.