*****this is not my original story***** Vivienne and Damien walked out of City Hall, looking down at the marriage certificate in their hands. Vivienne suddenly realized how crazy she was to have done this. She'd just married a man an hour after meeting him for the first time. Damien saw her expression out of the corner of his eye, and the corners of his mouth tilted up. "Bit too late to change your mind." Vivienne tucked the certificate away and shook her head firmly. "No regrets, Mr. Smyth. I'm going to work now, and you should too." Just like that, we got married, and we're already splitting up? Did this woman really come here just to get the wedding certificate and go? Were they just going their separate ways now?

C'est l'histoire d'une métisse issue d'une relation très ambiguë. Une métisse au quotidien difficile victime de la société. Une métisse perdue entre les mailles de son environnement, C'est l'histoire d'une métisse qui parvient à trouver difficilement une place dans la société.........