A girl in a loving relationship with Paris, with two best friends and a father figure she found in Pigalle, leads a perfectly designed life, in her Gare du Nord apartment, with a wonderful job and a lot of coffee. After some irritating, peace-wrecking things happen, her life is suddenly chaotic, and as if that’s not enough, she finds herself batting her eye-lashes at a man she didn’t even notice before. Right before she has a fight with him, and right after her best friend stops speaking to her for something that isn’t her fault. And then, there’s the risk of losing the apartment. And not knowing what to do next.
Escaping yourself is hard. As hard as being a person who squirms at cheesy romance stuff, at the same time living in the city people paint and write poetry about. The question is, are you supposed to keep running, or just be an adult about it?
With a suitcase in one hand, and a cat carrier in the other, Anais Michel arrives in Paris, determined to find the person she left behind – herself.
But things are not exactly the way she left them.
A new stepmother, a lost friend and the crippling fear of “what if there’s no job in this world that could make me happy” lead to a series of unexpected events, wine, coffee and a love-hate relationship with this… guy.
Seriously, how hard can it be to find yourself in a city like Paris?
You’d be surprised.