In 1915, T.S. (Tom) Eliot and Vivienne Haigh-Wood elope, but her longstanding gynecological and emotional problems disrupt their planned honeymoon. Her father is angry because Tom's poetry doesn't bring in enough to live on, but her mother is happy Viv has found a tender and discreet husband.
For better, for worse, forever.
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Oh darling, you're going to have to learn to make an absolute arse of yourself. We're going to get married, be broke, we may even starve, it'll be absolute Hell. But it will be worth it because we have this love.