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You belong with me. 💚💛💜❤️🩵🖤

Letter on my site :)

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Gotta love Lady Featherington for this one 💖❤️

You gotta hand it to Portia though.. her conclusion that Pen is missing for an hour every ball they attend was that her social battery ran out. Which is a very valid reason, and she never questioned it before because she understood that its a thing.

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Anthony repeating all of Kate's favorite flowers in order 😂❤️

#he doesn't joke about flowers BRIDGERTON (2020—) S03 | E05

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I cried seeing these two.

They are SO HAPPY IT GENUINE HURTS IN A VERY GOOD WAY😭😭

#that man is so in love that it's almost embarrassing to see

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deeply obsessed with the bridgerton siblings finding the loneliest, most underappreciated people and then forcibly adopting them into their family by way of scandalous marriages

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So I found this recently on Instagram, and the first thought I had was you. Afterall only you could do this justice. Over to you master❤️🫶🏻🫂

Oh my god, imagine Anthony storming into her office and being absolutely thunderstruck by the woman sat behind the desk looking up at him with one eyebrow raised.

“Can I help you?”

Anthony was a little taken aback, truthfully. Usually he carried a little more sway in places like this. “I’m Anthony Bridgerton.”

“Ah.” Her lips parted a little with the noise as though she’d half been expecting him. “Then let me thank you in person for your very generous donation. Usually people just… wait for the fruit basket at home.”

Anthony shifted a little uncomfortably, “I’m here about the painting actually. My brother… brought the wrong one. I’d be more than happy to donate something, charity is very important, but… that piece I’m afraid is… not for sale.”

The woman, Kate Sharma, the brass desk plate read, leaned back in her chair, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders and adjusted her glasses. “I thought it might be a mistake. Which is why I confirmed with…” she looked down at some paperwork, “Gregory, three times. But he insisted.”

Anthony’s jaw clenched. “Gregory is… not an appreciator of art. He wouldn’t know a Monet from a Picasso.”

Kate but back a smile, “Bless. I do have your Monet though.”

Anthony cleared his throat, “Well, you understand of course, so if you could in fact send back my Monet I’d be happy to arrange another piece for your auction.”

She leaned back in her chair again, surprise written on her beautiful face. “No.”

Anthony, who’d already turned to leave, nearly fell over. “No?!”

“No.” She confirmed. “I have a signature from you on this piece of paper,” she waved it at him, “Allowing me to auction it.”

“I… didn’t check the title of the piece!”

She clicked her tongue sympathetically, “Your sloppy paperwork really isn’t my problem, Mr Bridgerton. After all, you might have been condescending but Charity is very important.”

“Do you have any idea how much that’s worth?!” He spluttered.

“I do.” She nodded, “It’s sort of what I do.”

“So you’re just… keeping my painting?!”

“No, I’m keeping our painting.” She waved the deed again. “Because of this.”

Anthony stared at her in shock, “I- Never in my life-”

“You do strike me as someone who’s used to getting what they want, Anthony.” She tapped her pen on the desk. “If you tell me why it’s so important to you, you can have it back.”

Anthony froze. He couldn’t tell her that. He wouldn’t. She didn’t have a right to know anything about his father. Instead Anthony leaned forward, pressing his palms against the desk. Dropping his voice. “Come on, Kate. Surely we can discuss this over dinner.”

She blinked at him, a laugh falling from her lips. “We can if you want to hear the same answer over wine.” She stood, she was taller than he expected and looked him straight in the eye as she stepped around him and patted his chest. “I’m sure a man like you has a huge cheque book he’s just waiting to whip out. So… I’ll see you on the 17th and you can do some charity work, if you want your painting back.”

And she strode from the room leaving him there. Gasping.

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Married Anthony is so chill - with Daphne he was like "You aren't leaving my side no you can't dance with him he's a gambler" and with Francesca he's like "oh you need a minute, cool, lemme take that minute to dance with my wife who is adorable and mine and I can kiss her" and he forgets ALL ABOUT FRANCESCA 🤣🤣

I'm so here for Anthony Bridgerton's chill era.

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The Bridgerton Showrumners know we are suckers for a nice love story, gestures, and proposals, so they decided to end Part 1 RIGHT at "Will you marry me or not?"

NOT COOL 😭

EXCUSE ME?

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no, you don't understand. when i discover a new song i have to listen to it on loop for 254758967 times until i get sick of it.

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"Ek baar dekh lijiye; Deewana bana dijiye

Jalne ko hai taiyar hum; Parvana bana dijiye"

These two have my soul 😭🤌🏻❤️

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I am NEVER getting over these two.

I can't get over these two.

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These two😭💖

TAJ x Alam 🤌💜🥺😭

Ek Baar Dekh Lijiye ❤️🔥

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⭒˚.⋆✩ happy high infidelity day! ✩⋆.˚⭒

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thinking about “and i’m pissed off you let me give you all that youth for free” and “give me back my girlhood, it was mine first” is actually making me feel sick to my stomach