You got her wrapped around you finger, and you weren’t aware

Émílíe Agreste was the type of woman to rather look down on people, rather than get fond of them. One, only one person Paris, She was fond of

’Fond’ would be an understatement

This distant and cold woman had an desire for you, an obsession with you. It started with curious look up about you, to occasional picture scrolling, to eventually sketching you. You were stuck inside her head, like a song She couldn’t get out.

She got even more reserved, spending more time in her large office. She couldn’t understand why She felt this way. her time was spent on you, drawing you in her own clothes designs and other. But, her only love was her deceased husband Gabriel, She didn’t expect it to be someone else