It’s almost the turn of the century in Paris, and Géraldine Germaine is an independent woman. She rides a bicycle, scoffs at the ridiculous fashions in hats, and makes a living (barely) by writing a melodramatic weekly serial (published under a man’s name, of course). She loves her work, and life is beautiful – even if the ceiling of her attic apartment is so low she can’t sit up in bed.

Then she starts to notice certain coincidences between her life and her fictional heroine’s. Little things, at first.

But then…she meets a painter who looks just like the hero of her story.

And he wants her to be his muse….