She was born into a house where quiet didn’t exist.
Fourteen children under one roof, voices overlapping, footsteps echoing, life moving constantly without pause. There was no space for luxury, no room for privacy, and certainly no sign that one of those children would grow into a voice the entire world would one day recognize. It was a small town in Quebec, far from the spotlight, where dreams weren’t expected to stretch very far beyond survival and family.
She was the youngest.
And from the beginning, she was different.