Chapter 1

This story has been haunting me for so many years. It appeared as a vision of a girl who was sitting on a broad window-sill in one of the master-bedrooms in a baroque mansion in Paris.

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Prologue

Si vous êtes née sans ailes, ne faites rien pour les empêcher de pousser.

If you were born without wings, do nothing to prevent them from growing.

Coco Chanel

 

There was so much love in that house!

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