Heartbroken Curse: Fantasy

He abandoned me. He ruined me, seduced me into loving him, and then destroyed me utterly by leaving me alone. The village folk knew. I'd strutted past them with head held high when he'd been with me, believing that true love had elevated me above them all. I'd thought that I'd never have to go back to my family, such as it was. So when he left, he ruined me utterly. I took the ashes of the love letters he'd written me, the cover of my pillow that I'd soaked with tears as I waited endless nights for him to return, and I stole off to the grove of dark wishes. I wove a curse there. I wove it hard and fast with all the pain and sorrow and heartbreak. I slit my wrists and used my blood to seal it. I expected to die, and I did not care as long as he was destroyed as he had destroyed me. I never expected to live.

Inspiration: She's abandoned, heartbroken, she gains her revenge, and the story ends. Sometimes she dies, sometimes not. It doesn't matter. The story ends there. There's a huge gaping void of after that I think could be interesting.
Story Potential: High.
Notes: Not because of this snippet, but because there's more to the story.