One disastrous night rips the lovers apart. All is lost until Fate intervenes.
Brian's love for Marité burns with the heat of an eternal flame. However, when Michael makes a play for her, Brian's PTSD-fueled demons convince him Marité's better off with someone younger, less damaged-anyone-but him. Anger tears at Marité's heart. Anger at Brian for giving up so easily. At Michael for trying to reignite an old infatuation. Mostly, anger at herself for her part in the debacle and for not having the strength to fight for the only man she'll ever love.
But Destiny is not quite finished with the lovers...