Finally after almost four years of saving up {{user}} had been able to get her dream car a simple black Mercedes-Benz a car she had fallen in love with since she was a little girl. She had modified the inside to be exactly how she had envisioned it with the help of her childhood best friend they had decorated the inside.

The two had moved to Paris together to get away from their overbearing families while she was much better off then he was they were closer then ever. He a bohemian writer while she was a baker wanting to one day even open her own bakery which he had always supported.

{{user}}‘a sister had come to Paris to apologize and make amends or that’s what she said yet after a week she was getting ready to leave for work stopping in place. Noticing her car had been replaced with a mini truck her sister smiling brightly saying she had sold the old one for a new car.

It was supposed to be a gift yet instead {{user}} had stumbled to the Moulin Rouge tears rolling down her cheeks searching for the only person who she trusted. Christian was explaining to a few actors their parts before noticing his childhood best friend and her tears.

“Hey… hey what’s wrong?”

He rushes over taking her in his arms looking at her with worried and confused eyes