The 21 year old Nisha Wixx is a girl that lives in an hotel in Paris with her dad. He is the main cook there. When she met a boy in the hotel after a little accident she had, her life is going to change completely.
But the boy needed to leave Paris...
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The next morning Nisha is already awake at 6:30 AM. She changed clothes, got ready and looked in the mirror for the last time. She wore a blue ripped jeans with a white crop top.
She pulled the papaya jacket from the closet door and put it on. She still got that one from Lando. The night they hung out he gave it to her and never asked it back.
She pushed her door open. When she takes a step in the hallway, she hears something rustle at her foot. On the floor is a small package in silver glittering paper.
Did someone put this here for her?
She picks it up from the ground and opens it. The package contains a little music box with a drawing of the Eiffel Tower. Underneath the box is a sticky note attached:
Bonjour ma Nish! Did you sleep well? I couldn't sleep very well to be honest. I lay all confused in bed, thinking all night. If you are reading this I'm probably already at the airport, maybe I landed already at my destination. I understand that your ex-boyfriend is still a lot on your mind. But call me if there is ever place for me <3 My phone number: (0117)9xxxxxx Hope to see you again soon love. Je t'embrasse! xxx Lando
Lando is gone? She stares at the note. Je t'embrasse. A hug. Suddenly she really longs for Lando's arms, and just to hug him.
Now it seems like she dreamed it all.
She picks up her phone. Will she call right away? He must be on the plane already. A text? Her head is too blurry to think of anything. She'd better text him tonight.
Nisha folds the note and puts it on her desk. She takes her school bag, throws in the music box and her phone and leaves her room.
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As Nisha walks down the street, she sees on the white clock above the church entrance that it is 8:30 AM already. Her first class already started. Will she run to the underground station? Now that she is already late, she can also just walk.
Why is she suddenly so sad? It was a really sweet note. And she got his phone number.. Maybe he'll be back in Paris soon.
Nisha walks a little further and saw a white sign that said PALAIS ROYAL. Marc Jacobs' shop is located on that square.
She hesitates for a moment, but walks towards the square anyway. It is still really quiet there. Nisha takes in the old facades: this is perhaps the most beautiful spot in Paris. Everything outside those walls is hectic and noisy, but here is the hustle of Paris immediately gone.
As she walks in the direction of Marc Jacobs her eyes fall on a pair of striped gloves in Didier Ludot's shop window.
She stares at it for a moment before pushing the door gently to see if the shop already opened. A loud bell rings trough the small space.
