When Jean-Martin summons the memories of his first love story, emotion awaits him.
Her name was Heloise.
They had just turned 19.
He remembers the thighs of the young woman against his, during trips by scooter to the creeks of Sormiou, on the Marseille coast.
From their wild camping holidays in the heat of the Corsican summer.
From this midnight bath in the fountain of the Rotonde, in the heart of Aix-en-Provence.
After a year of bachelor's degree, Héloïse wins a scholarship for an English university.
Their relationship ends.
“I got married, I raised two children.
I didn't think about her specifically… Or only when I found friends from then, but without nostalgia,” he confides.
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At 45, Jean-Martin divorced.
Uncomfortable with flirting, his trysts are tedious.
After six months of failures, one morning of telecommuting, he “Googled” the name of his former lover.
He finds her in two clicks, discovers that both live in the Paris region...
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