The romance that had us fascinated has come to an end. In news sure to make us all feel that love really is dead, the pop star and the billionaire are no more.
No more “whose Gulfstream shall we fly today darling?”. No more his and her yachts.
No more gossip rag stories of Mariah and James grinding away the dancefloor of a nightclub in Capri.
No more Mariah Carey and James Packer.
Will reading gossip sites ever be the same?
Perhaps she wasn't using her discount docket at the petrol pump. Perhaps she bought Braeburns rather than Granny Smiths at Woolies. Perhaps the supposed $100,000 she spends a month on flowers was the tipping point.
But whatever it was it seems that love is dead.