I don't like your tone," was Violet's standard answer when one of her children was winning an argument.
Am I not allowed to have my pride? Or is that an emotion reserved for the elite?
Happy endings are all I can do. I wouldn't know how to write anything else.
But she was already in. Gareth couldn't help but stand back in admiration. Hyacinth Bridgerton was clearly a natural born athlete. Either that or a cat burglar.
A lot could happen in a week. Just look at the last one.
She tried to remind herself that beauty was only skin deep, but that didn't offer any helpful excuses when she was berating herself for never knowing what to say to people. There was nothing more depressing than an ugly girl with no personality.