To Paris, with love was home alone on Friday night, planning a relaxing evening with my lazy dog, a glass of red wine and Justin Bieber’s new album. I emptied the few remaining contents of my fridge for a fine dining mush that only the best culinary artists could learn in a college dorm. All seemed pretty okay in the world.

It wasn’t until mid-tweet to Bieber that I noticed #PrayforParis trending on Twitter, and with the tap of a trackpad my heart sank.