Julia Quinn

A funny thing happened... Unlike most men of his acquaintance, Gregory Bridgerton believes in true love. And he is convinced that when he finds the woman of his dreams, he will know in an instant that she is the one. And that is exactly what happened. Except... She wasn’t the one. In fact, the ravishing Miss Hermione Watson is in love with another. But her best friend, the ever-practical Lady Lucinda Abernathy, wants to save Hermione from a disastrous alliance, so she offers to help Gregory win her over. But in the process, Lucy falls in love. With Gregory! Except... Lucy is engaged. And her uncle is not inclined to let her back out of the betrothal, even once Gregory comes to his senses and realizes that it is Lucy, with her sharp wit and sunny smile, who makes his heart sing. And now, on the way to the wedding, Gregory must risk everything to ensure that when it comes time to kiss the bride, he is the only man standing at the altar...

On the Way to the Wedding

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"Where is the scintillating Lord Bridgerton?" he asked.

"Oh, somewhere. I don't know. We'll find each other at the end of the day, that is all that matters." 

wait im not supposed to RELATE to these characters WHAT 

Something caught in her throat, and Lucy suddenly felt far too alone in her ignorance. He knew, and Hermione knew, and the poets claimed they did as well. It seemed she was the only lost soul, the only person who didn't understand what love was, who wasn't even sure it existed, or if it did, whether it existed for her.

Gregory made a mental note to give Kate an extremely ordinary gift for her next birthday. Rocks, maybe.

And at that, somehow, she was angry. Really, truly, beastly angry. She didn't want to be commended for knowing how to settle for second-best. That was like winning a prize for the prettiest shoes in a footrace. Irrelevant and not the point.

"Anthony was a good father to me." Gregory said it because he knew it would bring her joy, but he also said it because it was true.

It’s almost as if Gregory is trying to convince himself that Lucy is nothing. The gentleman doth protest too much, me thinks 

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“And it hadn’t been desire. It couldn’t be desire. He’d been waiting his entire life to react to a woman the way he had to Hermione Watson. He couldn’t possibly feel desire for another woman after that. Not Lady Lucinda, not anyone.

On the Way to the Wedding With 2nd Epilogue

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