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With Eric's biggest dream to become a film producer, the first suggestion was to begin the journey somewhere else, on the opposite side - as an actor. Eric's career didn't start with a loud bang or whatever one might expect from an already famous last name; he wanted to earn all the points himself, prove that he didn't need the preferential treatment. He didn't ask his parents to help him get a certain role or into a particular project, but he did appreciate a fistful of advice based on their own experience, a few invaluable dos and don'ts for an easier start, all the nuances he hadn't learned in his acting classes.

His first role was in a romantic comedy. The main character's secret lover meets a tragic end and dies at the beginning of the movie over a silly misunderstanding. The few lines Eric had been entrusted with, he delivered with the right mix of humor and desperation, making the small appearance memorable. With his looks and charm, he quickly got a role in another movie of the same genre, then another one, until he proved he could easily shoulder a story himself as the male lead. Eric's father suggested getting a manager, having already found a suitable candidate. His career gained momentum, and although he was proud of the nominations and awards he earned, he didn't necessarily appreciate being labeled a romantic lead and wanted to prove he was far more versatile than that.

The first opportunity struck almost immediately, and he took it, ignoring the media predicting a disaster and his inevitable failure. The role of an eccentric Spanish American detective, Jack Castillo, wasn't the first step into the crime genre, but it was unprecedented for Eric to have no female co-star to highlight his strengths. A sneak peek on social media revealed his new character's look, which was so far from the usual, it released another avalanche of hateful comments... But Eric didn't back off. Instead, he let the negativity fuel him, working hard to make the detective a real rather than likeable or unlikable person. Soon, everyone was comparing this case to Heath Ledger's Joker, all but apologizing for their lack of trust in Sanders' talent and potential.

While more awards flooded his shelves and even more diverse offers filled his inbox, Eric's private life had gone from a dream come true to a shattered one when he discovered his wife's infidelity; a heartbreak they miraculously managed to keep private. As if reading Eric's mind and his need for a secret emotional outlet, his manager suggested accepting a controversial role of a murderous stalker that allowed him to use a pinch of what he had learned on the romcom sets, and give it an entirely new flavor. A challenge he needed in order to erase his lover label for good and open the door that had remained stubbornly closed until then.

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Did you ever think you were too broken to be happy again?

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Do you believe in life after love... I didn't have much time to think about it with everything going on, nor did I want to dwell on it, but I'm glad life had something nice in store. Even with my imagination, marrying a literal angel wasn't something I could've predicted.

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How did you heal from everything that happened with Sada?

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It was just a few broken ribs and a shitty tattoo; she should've tried harder if she wanted to break me, but she had always had a high opinion of herself and overestimated her skills.

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Think you'll be a better husband this time and not cheat on your wife a bunch?

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I think I'd never hurt Aggie like that, and she would never do that to me either. I know I'll do everything to be a good husband, and reflecting on our relationship so far... We might be a pretty good match.

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How was your first time with Aggie?

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GOLDIE HAWN as ELISE ELLIOT ATCHISON THE FIRST WIVES CLUB (1996) dir. Hugh Wilson

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Martha Gellhorn, from a letter to David Gurewitsch featured in The Selected Letters of Martha Gellhorn

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They started walking, hand in hand, and he immediately felt as if his stomach and heart swapped places a couple of times, every bit of him nervous and a little uncertain if what he had planned was a good idea. It had to be; everything else had worked out so well after all, but he was stressed.

Everything around them was green, and green is a calming, relaxing color... He looked at Aggie and begged to argue - today, white was far more calming. Eric smiled to himself at the thought.

Of course, you remembered, he signed with a chuckle. His smile turned a little mischievous at the thought that she would never guess what surprise he had for her. "Any guesses?" What an easy way to get some suggestions for later straight from the source.

Their first kiss had brought as much anxiety with it as it had happiness, though each one after that had carried with it less of the traumatic response as the one before it. This one on the dancefloor, like he one before it at the alter, was perfect. Surrounded by friends, family, love and safety... it all felt right and there was no fear whatsoever. Instead she let herself melt into the security of his embrace, humming softly into his lips.

Nodding her head to his unspoken question, so much of their communication done through looks and expressions, entire sentences passed between them with micro-changes in their expressions and postures. It was part of what she loved to much about him, he understood her like no one before.

Didn't you say you had a surprise?

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Before Eric split into two to celebrate today and mourn the past (odor-free) life in equal parts, which looked like it could happen any second, he chuckled at Eloise's comment. Caught red-handed letting the pessimist in him shine through a little too evidently, without him even knowing?

"I swear I am all positives; what used to be a sarcastic comment three years ago is merely a fact now," he said in self-defense, but there was some truth in her observation; he didn't feel like elaborating.

On how he was hoping he was the man Aggie saw in him, on how he wished she could have a wedding like a damn princess she was. On how he tried not to show the pain that his parents would never meet Aggie. Rio. Ian. Emily.

Those thoughts kept coming to him like icicles when he least expected anything to disturb his peace and happiness, even if they didn't shatter them.

Eric seemed to snap out of that mood immediately, almost stumbling over his embarrassment as he escaped the bile in him. He smiled at Eloise and his smile widened in a silent compliment as his eyes finally caught the blonde's outfit. "Yeah, I am." He just shook his head in amusement and added under his breath, "I didn't believe Mr. Wexley when he said it was weird, at least we're in this together," then turned to her again. "But it's nice and I'm enjoying it very much. I appreciate everyone's effort."

oh to be thinking about an ex-wife on the supposedly happiest day of your new life. tsk tsk. she knew it was supposed to be an affable joke, a little hint of self-depreciation to humanize— and she gives it the appropriate amount of laughter. “a natural talent!”

she doesn’t have any particular dislike for eric as a person, he’s never done anything to her. but she doesn’t appreciate weakness, and she has no pity for people who get everything they want. and all that was before they started comparing credentials. she’s not sad to have lost ownership of the theater, she would have hated directing a bunch of miserable dopes. but it wouldn’t have hurt to ask her.

“you really are all positives today!” first the ex and now the stench of rotting flesh. he really knew how to make a girl’s dream come true! so much for the happy groom, once that first wedding was done once it was done forever she guessed. always to be compared to the next girl who was tricked into saying yes. “you know i love a good show.”

sitting in the audience with a small smile on her face at the exasperation she and her paramour held in mutual contempt they could play nice for an hour or so, but it begged the question: why? “are you enjoying the party?” she’s not sure what she’s trying to seek out, she already has a few barbs which might find themselves well placed. “it is for you.”

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EVAN PETERS FILMOGRAPHY

EVAN PETERS as Colin Zabel in Mare of Easttown (2021)

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The memory of their first kiss was still vivid; Aggie's lips landing on his so unexpectedly once she let him slide the ring onto her finger. The brush of her fingers against his felt more intimate than anything he had ever experienced, and when she sealed their engagement with a proper kiss, it was the most genuine and meaningful caress in his life.

And now they were doing it again, only this time they weren't alone and even though it wasn't pretended like what he had done in his movies. Eric let it last a little longer, smiling against his wife's lips as if asking for her permission to make it tad more spectacular for their guests.

His hand slid a little to her lower back while the other cupped her cheek affectionately and he held Aggie close, keeping her them safe from whatever nightmares might have wanted to follow them to their new life. It was a new chapter.

Eric looked at Aggie to read her, see if she wanted to stay for another dance, with their friends joining them, or preffered a break from all the attention; a single look to ask Wanna catch a breath? then a glance in the direction he suggested for their walk, was more than enough to present both options non-verbally.

Everything was perfect, so much more than she could have ever even imagined or let herself dream of just a few years ago. For years they'd been inseparable, but they'd never even so much as kissed properly before he'd proposed and now his were the only lips she trusted. From the moment he'd met her Eric had been by her side, quietly protecting and supporting first her, and then them all.

Staring up at him as she basked in the soft brushing of his fingers across her lace covered back, Aggie smiled up at him and silently mouthed the words back to him in reply.

As the song came to a slow end to their first dance as a married couple, Aggie smiled at the applause, but then blushed with the clinking of silverware against champagne glasses. A demand from their guests for a kiss. A kiss she bashfully, but happily, gave her new husband.