emma.

emma

(from the perspective of harriet smith)

*in love with robert martin*

"oh miss woodhouse...!"

*in love with mr elton*

the melancholy.

"...but mr elton is perfection itself!"

inner monologue:

oh why doesn't mr elton love ME. i just knew he did. oh but he is wonderful. and so good to the poor. will miss bates ever stop tal- IS THAT CAKE?!

*in love with mr knightley*

(if you look closely, the best bit of this picture is actually the mr knightley face in the corner)

JK...still in love with robert martin.

THE END.