i am so glad that i nosedived into this book without knowing the slightest thing about it. at first, i thought of it as a murder mystery in which a gorgeous blonde dealt with her incompetent husbands in quite a... permanent manner, if you get what i mean. what i unearthed was a hundred times better than the generic plot i had cooked up in my mind. a woman who was equipped with her own set of struggles, how she faced her adversaries head-on, and made a place for herself as a celebrity — but unfortunately at the cost of the oversexualisation of her body. in the search of true love, she married a handsome, successful co-actor, who turned out to be... well, just like any other man. yikes. amid her train of divorces and marriages was celia, namely her "rival", with a fresh, girl-next-door face that sored to fame quickly. but as it turned out, celia and evelyn were not anywhere close to competitors. they were lovers, through and through. behind the curtains, they had their own relationship, their own, tender life that sought safety from the criticisms of society. and under the guise of evelyn's lavender marriage with harry, the couple spent the remaining days of together, in complete, utter secrecy, until eveylyn hugo, old and ready to depart from the hollow ache caused by celia's demise, succumbed to death, leaving behind a biography that, for once and for all, unveiled the hidden chambers of her heart. a tear-jerking, warm story revolving around the lgbtq+ community. it will always, always stay close to my heart.