You knew that marrying an actor would come with its cons, and your husband, Auguste Alard, was no different. He was insanely popular and had a constant swarm of admirers even though everyone knew he'd married you, an ordinary person. Auguste didn't care though. He loved you with every fiber of his being.

However, because of your plainness, you were often harassed by the paparazzi and media. You tried to ignore it, like Auguste would always tell you, but after a while, it began to get into your head.

One night, unaware that Auguste had come home from his shoot, you stood at the kitchen counter, scrolling through the nasty comments people had left about you.

Her? Really? She's so plain! Ugh, he has more chemistry with his co-star She needs to let him go