He lives in Paris, he cooks in Paris. We met at Paris. And we fell in love in Paris. His is Ricky Lopez. He's not really 'the' ideal guy but he wasn't too bad. He has the eyes, the lips, the nose and the body. And he can live on his own. Why me? I'm the biggest crybaby ever. I'm Danielle Fontana. And I ran away from all the heartbreak, the pain, and the sufferings in the Philippines. I decided to go to Paris because this place was very nice to have a vacation in. I never knew going to Paris made me find my very own happiness. --- THIS STORY IS PURELY MADE OUT OF FICTION. ANY PART OF THIS BOOK MAY NOT BE REPRODUCED UNLESS APPROVED BY THE AUTHOR