For us Killing Eve fans, even the latest season of Bridgerton couldn’t distract us from the Villanelle-shaped hole left in our lives by the series’ huge finale. For four seasons, we were captivated by the cat-and-mouse-style spy thriller and, let’s not forget, by Jodie Comer’s impeccable command of accents.
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I woke on Tuesday at 4am and could hardly breathe. I was sweating (and, post-menopausal that I am, I never sweat) and racked with worry. I grabbed my hair, put my head in my hands, and said out loud, ‘What am I doing? What was I thinking?’