My classmate married a millionaire. She traveled around the world and was all covered in jewelry. But she was neither happy with Venice, nor impressed with Paris. 5 years later, I met her at some mediocre resort, and she looked quite different.
I didn’t even recognize her, she looked like an intimidated mouse, not the self-assured beauty she used to be. It turned out that there had been a millionaire, but no wedding. So when the love ended, he just dumped her. Now she feels sorry that she was so snobby and didn’t enjoy her traveling and adventures as much as she could have.