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A Bridgerton. To be such is to know that you are part of a family tightly webbed with staunch loyalty and unquestioning love. And laughter. Always laughter.
It was funny, he reflected later, how one’s life could alter in an instant, how one minute everything could be a certain way, and the next it’s simply . . . not. THE VISCOUNT WHO LOVED ME
It was ironic, but death was the one thing he wasn’t afraid of. Death wasn’t frightening to a man alone. The great beyond held no terror when one had managed to avoid attachments here on earth.
“If you damage her soul, I guarantee you will never find peace as long as you live. Which,” he added, his eyes turning slightly harder, “would not be long.”
“I simply refuse to deal with idiots . . . It has cut my social obligations in half.” ON THE WAY TO THE WEDDING
“Love isn’t about being afraid that it will all be snatched away. Love’s about finding the one person who makes your heart complete, who makes you a better person than you ever dreamed you could be. It’s about looking in the eyes of your wife and knowing, all the way to your bones, that she’s simply the best person you’ve ever known.”
“You have to live each hour as if it’s your last,” she said, “and each day as if you were immortal.” THE VISCOUNT WHO LOVED ME
“When I thought about what it was in life I really needed—not what I wanted, but what I needed—the only thing that kept coming up was you.”
And in the end, it was inevitable.
She didn’t need someone perfect. She just needed someone perfect for her.
She loved the way he looked at her, as if she were the most beautiful woman in the world when she knew, quite patently, that she was not.
And she loved the way she fit into his life, and the way he fit into hers. It was comfortable. It was right. And this, she finally realized, was where she belonged.
“Any man, you’ll soon learn, has an insurmountable need to blame someone else when he is made to look a fool.”
