whyisntketchupasmoothie reblogged
I looked over to see Robert whispering in Celia’s ear. She was laughing as if he actually had anything funny to say. But it was me who got her those diamonds, me who got her that gorgeous picture of the two of us that would make headlines the next day. Meanwhile, she was acting as if he was about to charm her dress off. All I could think was that he didn’t know about the line of freckles on her hip. I knew about them, and he didn’t.
The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo