After a somewhat complicated start and a series of blunders, I'm really starting to get excited about my life in Paris. My colleagues have fully accepted me, and my supervisor has stopped slamming the door in my face. When I go for a walk in the neighborhood, I now feel like I'm in my natural space. Meanwhile, life is even more wonderful since my friend, Mindy, moved into my tiny apartment. But there's a little thorn. A tiny little problem that goes by the name Gabriel... about whom Camille urgently wants to talk to me. Could it be that Gabriel confessed to her what happened between us? Oh la la, I hope it's something else, anything else, and not that!