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Don't Say you love me, it's too late

My name is Jane Peters and I'm 17 years old. The year is 1895 and I'm living in Antwerp until now. My mother forced me to work in a factory, but it's awful! I want to be an artist but I'm not allowed too. I would flee to Paris...
  1. Things could be worse...
    Working in a factory? I could do better...
  2. Paris...
    So I arrived in Paris, what now?
  3. Toulouse
    Maybe I'm rushing it?
  4. Wake up call
    waking up can be so hard
  5. About letters and jealous men
  6. Breaking hearts
  7. Men who don't know their limits
  8. His promise
  9. Love and art
  10. The return of some people
  11. My sister
    my sister is in Paris, but what happened to her?
  12. My "dear" mother
    Some reveals from the past.