"Now you lost me." I said and took the note back.

"Don't go tonight." He begged me. "Please don't go."

"I won't go." I sighed. Why was he so scared, wasn't it clear I didn't wanted Maurice? I haven't spoken to him in weeks. I went back to my room.

'What did he say?" my sister asked when I entered the room.

"He told me not to go, more information I didn't got."

"Maybe you should go." My sister was right. There was something strange going on between the two of them. I thought they were friends? I was going to find out why they were acting so strange. I read the note again. Moulin rouge? I know I heard of it, but where?

"Louisa? Have you heard of Moulin rouge before?" She thought for a moment.

"Yes. It's some kind of a cabaret, I think."

"Do you know where it is?"

"Somewhere in Pigalle. Don't ask me what that is."

I knew that… There was the red light district. Why did he want me to come there? Suddenly I didn't felt the urge to go there anymore. I was scared. I didn't know what he was up to.

I can't ask Toulouse because I already said I wasn't going. Maybe if he came with me?

"I think you need new clothes if you're going." My sister suddenly said.

"What? I don't even know if I'm going." But my sister didn't listen anymore. "It's perfect! I have a plan!"

My sister ran out of the door with her money she had earned while she was at the old walls of Paris. "Listen, you are going to make Toulouse jealous, he won't ever admit his feelings if you keep acting like the Virgin Mary. Show him what you're worth!"

There was a point in her explanation. Still I thought it wouldn't be a great idea.

We arrived at a boutique where they had gorgeous dresses. My sister dragged me in.

"Come on, put this on!" She showed me this beautiful red dress. "It will perfectly match your blonde hair."

I looked in the mirror. It was so beautiful…

"If he doesn't fall for this one, he's blind."

Later that day I got dressed and fixed my hair.

"You look beautiful!" She said proud. That moment someone knocked on my door.

My sister opened it and saw Toulouse. "Is your sister here?" I heard his voice.

When he walked in his mouth almost fell open. His eyes widened. The effect I wanted to create with him? "Y…you look beautiful, why the dress?" There was a little despair in his voice.

"I decided to find out what Maurice wants."

"In that dress?"

"I guess so if he takes me to the Moulin rouge."

"I still think it's not a good idea."

"Come with me."

"He'll walk away if he sees me."

I couldn't believe it. Instead if just explaining to me what was going on?

"Don't tell me I didn't warn you." With one last look at me he disappeared out of my room, out of the door. "He's jealous." My sister whispered.

I was walking towards the place were we should meet. Right on time. There he was, he looked very handsome in the suit he was wearing. He was clearly astonished when he saw me.

"And you were allowed to walk out of the door like this?" He said smiling and he took my hand. But I kept in mind why I appeared here.

"At first I thought you wouldn't even come. I thought Toulouse would convince you not to come."

"He tried to, but I didn't listen."

We both walked in to the Moulin rouge, it was more then I thought it would be. We both took place at a little table.

"Now, tell me. Why did you want to meet me?"

"I wanted to speak to you about Toulouse, what do you know about him?"

When I wanted to answer a lady came towards us and asked us if we wanted to drink something.

"2 glasses of absinth please." Maurice answered.

When she went away he looked back at me.

"He's a painter."

"More?"

"Yes, I know he broke both of his legs when he was a child, they never fully repaired."

"Everyone knows that."

"I'm not going to repeat his whole life."

"Did you know he suffered delirium, he barely sleeps?"

I mentioned something like that to me; I didn't know it was because of that.

"He drinks to much. He doesn't has much time left to live, you saw him that night fainting."

I felt tears coming up to me. When the lady brought us our drinks I drank it all up at once.

"I know how you feel. I'm not blind. I never thought I would say this but." He paused for a second, a sigh.

"I love you and I know you're in love with Toulouse. I know, he doesn't see it. I wish you were mine."