Lucy just broke up with her abuse boyfriend and has fled to Paris to try and restore herself. She gets a call. One that would change her life. All her life she thought her father was dead, until she receives a call from a desperate man claiming to be her father. Everything adds up and it all makes sense but as she gets to know him something terrible happens. Lucy is devastated and doesn't know what to do. She goes to a cafe where a man steals her pancakes, spills Fanta on her dress and calls her an idiot but he makes her laugh and forget about all the worries in her world. But could anything else possible happen in the City of Love?
Before anyone claims that this is like a movie or a book they have read before it isn't. Most of this is based on my life with a few twists here and there. Hope you enjoy!
Nicole xx
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Paris is for lovers, not the brokenhearted
Teen FictionLucy just ran away from her abuse boyfriend and has fled to Paris to try and restore herself. Then something that would change her life happened, for most of her life, Lucy thought her father was dead, until she receives a call from a desperate man...
