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Marriage to Josephine

 

One amazing day, I saw the most beautiful girl ever! I instantly fell in love with her luscious chestnut-brown hair, her sparkly hazel eyes, and the way her name rolled off my tongue, Josephine de Beauharnais. I was madly in love and I would’ve gone crazy if I didn’t win her over!

 

I wrote her million love letters before she became mine. “I awake full of you. Your image and the memory of last night’s intoxicating pleasures has left no rest to my senses.” I wrote this letter to her on January, 1796. I was so blindly in love with her when she wasn't in love at all. I can't believe she used me; she never failed to hold my heart in the palm of her hand.

 

I married the girl of my dreams, the girl in my letters, my lucky star on March 9, 1796, in Paris. The wedding was magnificent! I gave her a present prior to the wedding; a gold medallion engraved with the words, “To destiny.” She wore it in the wedding which made me realize how much she cared about me; or so i thought.

 

Even though my family did not approve of Josephine I knew she was the only girl that I would ever truly love. Going against my family was difficult because I crave for my mother’s love and acceptance, but I knew that once she saw how happy I was, she’d be happy for me and Josephine. I knew in my heart that mother would love Josephine as she has loved me.

 

“You to whom nature has given spirit, sweetness, and beauty, you who alone can move and rule my heart, you who know all too well the absolute empire you exercise over it!” I wrote to her on Feb, 1797. She was still beautiful, even at age 34.

 

I went to fight the Egyptian campaign, but when I was there, I was informed that my wife was cheating on me! I’ve never been so hurt in my life! I still love her but it’s not the same.

 

On December 2nd, 1804, I crowned myself emperor; I crowned Josephine empress. She started being more faithful to me but that didn’t change the betrayal I felt in my heart. I started to sleep with gorgeous woman, but no one compared to my Josephine. If the woman i slept with were stars, Josephine, my love, was a meteor shower; 20 times more attractive, elegant, and exquisite than every one of them.

 

I started to think of my empire; I needed to produce an heir. Josephine was too old to have children. I eventually had to come to the realization that my empire came first. I divorced my beautiful Josephine on January 10, 1810. It took every muscle inside of me to go through with it, but I only did what was best for my empire. To this day I believe that if we kept holding on, we could’ve been something extremely special, even if she was 6 years older than me.