~•CHAPTER 1: ADELINE'S POV•~

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My mother had sent me to the market to get bread that morning. The only thing was that we didn't have any money. Yea I was a thief. I was walking down the path, and saw a fancy carriage pass by. So I was going to rob it. I followed it to a big building made of marble.
"Excuse me Monsieur, what is this place?" I asked a man standing by.
"This is the Opera Populaire, mademoiselle."

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