A.N. : Hello and welcome to my first fanfiction. I'm going to post this (the prologue) and the first chapter and then wait or else search for a beta. Message me (not in a review) if you are interested in the task. Thank you and please enjoy!
As far back as I can remember, I've never been able to speak my mind. Actually, as far as talking went, I was literally left with no voice; however, when it came to singing I could be heard loud and clear. I never understood how that was possible. My family, if you could call them that, never did either. They may not have understood how it was possible but they used it to their full advantage.
Every decision I've ever had was spoken for by my parents or siblings. What I needed, wanted, thought, or felt. I was literally treated as if I were invisible, or better yet, a doll. I never picked my own clothes, friends, or anything of the sort. Never having been able to speak my opinions, I believed I wasn't entitled to have any. So, when I was sent to the Opera Populaire to be a dancer I didn't question.
My true life began on the night I moved into the opera house. This is my story.