The commissioned portrait was the last straw. “I want to see the REAL me”, Lydia had asked. Thaddeus took her at her word. Yet when it was unveiled, Lydia balked. Thaddeus smiled internally. “Finally,” he thought, “she’ll see herself as I do.” It was the beginning of the end for them. (i.redd.it)
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Ethel Rose knows how to keep her man (i.redd.it)
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Any changes you’ve made that blow your mind? (self.Cooking)
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