Kaia Reine Lagman took Bachelor of Arts in English Language Studies for fun. She had wanted to take Education since she was a kid, but experiences had dulled her desire. She didn't want to be stuck with the idea of just teaching when she realized that she'd probably just die young from it. Her vulnerable, thread-like patience will not be able to handle the attitude of learners nowadays. This was when she met the yearly quiz bowl winner and back-to-back debater of the year, Gideon Kyro Herron, who spitted the most sensible words she had ever heard, and vomited the words of law so flawlessly like he had created them. He was the son of Mayor Herron, who was always on the headlines of the news for his good deeds. He stands out in the sea of people with his dominant height, and his dreamlike face with his glasses on made him look like a nerd who transformed into a ruthless class president. Kaia had liked him ever since she saw him win a debate about death penalty. And when opportunity came her way to finally splatter his life with some drizzles of her existence, she wasted no time. But would he really be exactly what she had printed in her mind? Would it be just how she had imagined it? Or... would there be something else behind the specs?

Isla loved the comfort of being alone. She was neither a loner, nor she had no friends. She knew how to socialize when she needed to, but nothing had beat the feeling of her own space. Not until college, when she met the consecutive dean's lister, Lawrence Tristan Villarde. He showed her the beauty of having someone constantly by her side. He made every second of her time extra special. And when she got married to him, she was convinced it was a lifetime of joy beside the man. But then, nothing immensely anticipated really goes into plan that easily. She got pregnant, and it was not his child. That was when everything started to become a mess.

Farah Elisse returned to the Philippines with anger nurtured in her heart. After her boyfriend, Haiden Almiro, went against his words, she swore not to look at him in the same way. She hated him for granting demise on the promised communication they initially agreed. She concluded that they were over and immediately cast the love she once thought was so exceptional into the abyss of abhorrence. However, never in her craziest imagination did she think that coming home would mean coming back to a man who is barely recognizable. Her madness flared into shock and confusion when she found his gaunt figure in a mental facility, adorned with troubled eyes and horrified expressions. Suddenly, as easy and as fast as she concluded that they were done, her rage became nowhere to grope, and all she wanted was to hold him and bring back the life in his eyes. But . . . will her voice be louder than his demons? Or will she be dragged into his agonizing turmoil?