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In Bea’s opinion, there was one actress whose style embodied that ideal more than any other, who effortlessly combined sensual laces and silks with angular sunglasses and sharp-shouldered blazers. “Maybe this is silly”—Bea ducked her head—“but I think I would choose Barbara Stanwyck?”
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“The way you dress, the way you hang your head? I think perhaps you are hiding,” she said quietly. “But in this cape?” Bea looked up to meet her eye. “In this cape, what?” Jeanne’s lips curled at the corners, the barest hint of a grin. “You will be someone who everyone must see.”
He wasn’t the love of her life—he wasn’t even returning her texts. So why the hell couldn’t she move on?
“Sorry, but you’re going to date twenty-five men on television. How could anyone possibly be ready for what’s about to happen to you?”
“You can live a long life never being hurt—and never quite being happy. If that’s what you want.”
To have been that hurt, to feel that afraid, and to know that the only way you can be really, fully happy is to risk going through it all again? It’s a terrifying choice to make. But if you want to let someone be that close to you, it’s the only way.”
“It is so frustrating, watching you push this power away. I want to shout at you to take it, to feel it, to use it. To remember that you’re the one in control.”
She felt like a dream. She felt like a fraud. She felt like a fucking princess.
Cat: I’ve got to imagine that’s a fireable offense, but who knows? This is reality television, not a symposium on ethics and moral philosophy. Ruby: Is it wrong that I would watch that? Cat: Um, it’s called The Good Place, and it was the best show on TV. But we digress.
“This isn’t you, Bea,” Marin pleaded. “He brings out the worst in you, because he makes you think he’s all you deserve.”
“We love each other. I know we do.” “Maybe,” she whispered. “But I want more than you can give me.”
But I was wrong—I don’t need a man to look past my size. I need someone who’ll see me and love me exactly as I am. For all its flaws, this show made me believe that that’s possible.”
He wasn’t a fantasy, he wasn’t a dream, and he wasn’t a happy ending. He was warmth and wit and kindness, a certainty and a surprise. He was the person who could hurt her most in the world, and he was worth the risk.
