She was a headline before she was a girl. The world named her “the most beautiful child,” then argued over her like a possession. Every photo was a battle line, every runway a question she was too young to ask. Was this a blessing or a slow theft of something she’d never reclaim? Even now, walking the French coast with the sea wind in her hair and a hand wrapped safely in hers, the waves can’t quite drown the echo of that old, unfinished question, still reverberating, still unresol… Continues…