"Yes, Paris in France," she replied with a smile. "But...tonight. Let's go tonight." She wanted to do something, just--get away from England, stop thinking about what had happened today with her father. She wanted to live or--or do something crazy.
"I've always wanted to go, and I've heard the Eiffel Tower always looks so pretty at Christmas time." She leaned in for a quick kiss. Paris would be so romantic, it would be something different and exciting. Maybe even the perfect place for the 'something important' she was itching to do.
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