*Note: I do not own any of these characters except Abrielle Aimee.

Chapter one – Abrielle's arrival in Paris

Paris, 10 AM, the 15th of March 1832

It was the 15th of March when an unknown girl arrived in Paris.
The people of Paris stared at her as if she was a beast.
She looked dishevelled and starved.
She glared at everyone from underneath her eyelashes.
Everyone moved out of her way when she approached them.
No one wanted to help her.
She felt misunderstood because of the way people treated her here.
She was desperate for a friend.
She was desperate for love.
She was desperate for everything a happy girl has.
She sat down on one of the few benches in the Luxembourg Gardens.
She was deep in thought whilst staring at all the flowers surrounding her.
''Look at those flowers. None of them are lonely. They all have friends.'' She thought.
Soon enough she was snapped back to reality as a boy sat down next to her.
She gave the boy a glance and quickly looked down when he looked at her.
''He is quite handsome.'' She thought.
She glanced another time at the boy as he closed his eyes.
''Why are you looking at me?'' He all of a sudden asked.
The girl cursed herself.
''I was merely looking if you were okay.'' She answered.
He opened his eyes and narrowed them.
''You are lying.'' He said.
She looked down at her hands.
''But you probably did not lie on purpose.'' He suddenly said.
She nodded silently and looked up at him when he took her hands in his.
''Please tell me what is wrong with your life. I will try my best to help you.'' He said.
She looked away.
''I cannot tell you. You will be disgusted by my family just like everyone else.'' She said quietly.
''I promise I will not be disgusted.'' the boy responded whilst laying a hand on his heart as a sign of trust.
She looked up at him and nodded.
''Well…it all began three years ago. I was a spoiled 16 year old teen living in Marseille. I was one of the prettiest girls in town. Every boy I passed was enchanted by my beauty. I was my father his precious little girl and I got everything I wanted. I had my own horse, my own carriage. I even had my own boat until my father started drinking. He got violent and used to hit my mother until she was bleeding heavily. He made my mother promise she would not tell anyone about it. He sold everything my mother and myself owned when there was no money left for his drinks. No one looked at me anymore. I heard all the women gossiping whenever I passed them. They used to say that my mother became a whore so my father would get money. My mother never became a whore. My mother was a victim. My father died last year as result of him drinking heavily. My mother was a mess once he died despite being abused by him all the time. My mother and I got kicked out of the house and had to live on the streets. My mother told me to go my own way. I never understood why she left me until I realised that she told me to go because she couldn't care for me. I decided to flee from Marseille so I could leave all the bad memories behind. I decided to come here..to Paris. I was hoping to start over and find new friends here, but people just look at me as if I am some kind of beast.'' She told him.
He just looked at her.
He felt so sorry for her.
''I am so sorry for everything that happened to you.'' He said.

That was the first chapter! I hope you've all enjoyed this chapter! Please review!