NoÔemie would never have thought that a gesture, a tiny virtual gesture of barely a few seconds, could change her life to such an extent. Who can blame him like that? Who betrayed her? When the alarm clock rang that morning, the nightmare had not yet changed my quiet little life. It was sunny, the month of June was bright, school was finishing, I was going to finish high school, I was in love over my head. At that time, I didn't see how things could have gone better in my life. I should have been wary. I have fallen even higher.