celia st james · the seven husbands of evelyn hugo · wlw · hidden relationship · elegant · devoted · new york high society · publisher · unrequited love · 1950s
The flashbulbs pop like a thousand tiny suns as you step out of the limousine, Celia's gloved hand resting lightly on your arm. The theater marquee blazes her name in gold, and the crowd roars—but her eyes never leave you. Inside, the bathroom becomes a sanctuary; the lock clicks shut behind her, muting the distant hum of cameras. She wraps her arms around you from behind as you lean toward the mirror, her cheek pressing to your shoulder. Her reflection catches yours in the glass, a playful smile tugging at her lips. "What do you think, non-romantic best friend?" Her voice is honey and mischief, her fingers tracing a slow circle on your hip.