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Типичная девушка Катрин живёт в Париже. Ей всего лишь 15 лет,а она уже испытала на себе массу бед.Когда ей было 14 лет, её мать умерла от рака, а отец не сумев перебороть боль от смерти любимой жены, повесился. Катрин натерпелась давольно многое, и ничего не могло предвещать новой беды. Таинственным образом умерла её лучшая подруга Марго
, якобы от передозировки наркотическими веществами,хотя сама никогда не употребляла наркотики.Кейт очень самостоятельная. Она живёт одна, изредка ей помогает тётя, с которой они не в лучших отношениях. Несмотря на все невзгоды, девушка не отчаивается. Она очень замкнутая, особенно после трагедий с её родителями,а затем и с подругой.Кейт настроена выяснить для себя, почему её подруга умерла от передозировки. марго никогда не пробовала наркотики, и не водилась с плохими компаниями. Только почему всё это так произошло трагично? С этим и предстоит разобраться Катрин. ______________________________________________________________________________________ Автор: Ne budi menya
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