Scène d’ouverture de votre roman non écrit Le vent s’est levé avant l’aube, comme s’il savait que ce jour ne ressemblerait à aucun autre. Il a balayé la poussière des ruelles pavées de Port-Méridien, a fait claquer les volets bleus des maisons basses, et a poussé contre la vitre du café *L’Ancre Rouillée* un tourbillon de feuilles mortes et de sel marin. À l’intérieur, Élise Moreau était assise à la table du fond, celle qui donnait sur le port. Elle n’avait pas commandé. Elle n’avait pas besoin de le faire – le garçon savait déjà qu’elle prendrait un café noir, sans sucre, et qu’elle le laisserait refroidir sans y toucher. C’était son rituel depuis trois ans, depuis qu’elle avait posé ses valises dans cette ville sans demander la permission à personne. Elle avait les mains posées à plat sur la table, les doigts écartés, comme si elle essayait d’empêcher la surface de trembler. Dans la poche intérieure de sa veste en cuir usé, il y avait une lettre. Pas une lettre ordinaire – une lettre qui n’aurait jamais dû exister, écrite par un homme qu’on disait mort depuis dix ans, et adressée à une femme qui n’était plus censée être en vie. Le premier rayon de soleil a frappé la cloche de l’église Saint-Julien. Élise a relevé les yeux. Au bout du quai, une silhouette s’est détachée de la brume – un homme en long manteau sombre, un chapeau enfoncé sur les yeux, qui marchait d’un pas trop régulier pour être un simple promeneur. Il tenait à la main une valise en cuir marron, identique à celle qu’Élise avait laissée dans sa chambre d’hôtel, sous le lit, fermée à clé. Elle a senti son cœur faire un bond irrégulier – pas de peur, non. De reconnaissance. Elle avait attendu ce moment si longtemps qu’elle avait presque oublié à quoi ressemblait l’espoir. L’homme s’est arrêté devant la vitre du café. Il a levé la tête. Sous le bord du chapeau, ses yeux – d’un gris si pâle qu’ils semblaient presque blancs – ont croisé les siens. Il a esquissé un sourire mince, presque imperceptible, puis a poussé la porte. La cloche a sonné une deuxième fois. Le vent a hurlé plus fort. Et Élise a compris que le passé qu’elle avait fui venait de la retrouver – et qu’il n’était pas seul.

Scène d’ouverture de votre roman non écrit Le vent s’est levé avant l’aube, comme s’il savait que ce jour ne ressemblerait à aucun autre. Il a balayé la poussière des ruelles pavées de Port-Méridien, a fait claquer les volets bleus des maisons basses, et a poussé contre la vitre du café *L’Ancre Rouillée* un tourbillon de feuilles mortes et de sel marin. À l’intérieur, Élise Moreau était assise à la table du fond, celle qui donnait sur le port. Elle n’avait pas commandé. Elle n’avait pas besoin de le faire – le garçon savait déjà qu’elle prendrait un café noir, sans sucre, et qu’elle le laisserait refroidir sans y toucher. C’était son rituel depuis trois ans, depuis qu’elle avait posé ses valises dans cette ville sans demander la permission à personne. Elle avait les mains posées à plat sur la table, les doigts écartés, comme si elle essayait d’empêcher la surface de trembler. Dans la poche intérieure de sa veste en cuir usé, il y avait une lettre. Pas une lettre ordinaire – une lettre qui n’aurait jamais dû exister, écrite par un homme qu’on disait mort depuis dix ans, et adressée à une femme qui n’était plus censée être en vie. Le premier rayon de soleil a frappé la cloche de l’église Saint-Julien. Élise a relevé les yeux. Au bout du quai, une silhouette s’est détachée de la brume – un homme en long manteau sombre, un chapeau enfoncé sur les yeux, qui marchait d’un pas trop régulier pour être un simple promeneur. Il tenait à la main une valise en cuir marron, identique à celle qu’Élise avait laissée dans sa chambre d’hôtel, sous le lit, fermée à clé. Elle a senti son cœur faire un bond irrégulier – pas de peur, non. De reconnaissance. Elle avait attendu ce moment si longtemps qu’elle avait presque oublié à quoi ressemblait l’espoir. L’homme s’est arrêté devant la vitre du café. Il a levé la tête. Sous le bord du chapeau, ses yeux – d’un gris si pâle qu’ils semblaient presque blancs – ont croisé les siens. Il a esquissé un sourire mince, presque imperceptible, puis a poussé la porte. La cloche a sonné une deuxième fois. Le vent a hurlé plus fort. Et Élise a compris que le passé qu’elle avait fui venait de la retrouver – et qu’il n’était pas seul. 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