Charles had left the town when his musical career was getting more and more famous. So at only 19 years old, he went to Los Angeles, leaving France and by that his brothers Arthur and Lorenzo, his mother Pascale and also ... Pierre. Pierre was his best friend since they met each other. Because Pierre was funny and kind and ... perfect. So he left and didn't come back during 7 years, not even for Christmas holidays because his career ! But this time, Charles had come back in France to spend Christmas with all his family where a little girl was playing in the living room. Charles frowned, taking off his coat, gloves and beanie. And looked at Arthur "Whose she ?" He asked. Arthur hugged Charles "Hello to you too, brother. This is Pierre's daughter. He had to go quickly at his bookshop and Maman said that she could take care of this sick princess. Her name his Manon and she his adorable." Charles' heart shattered so hard. He always had a lot of feelings for his best friend and if Manon was alive than it meant that Pierre was in a relationship... maybe married while Charles was still thinking about his perfect best friend. Manon waved and smiled "Hello ! I'm Manon." She shook Charles' hand and Charles smiled, she looked sooo much like Pierre with her brown hair and blue eyes. Even her sharp jaws and high cheeks.