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Vivienne Sloane spends her days fixing other people's stories to make them cohesive. However, her life is not as defined as those of her clients. As a fierce, spontaneous woman of impulse, she also finds enjoyment in the hectic lifestyle of contemporary London... her heart insists on lingering somewhere or on a man who seems far more at home in history than in the present.
Theo Sinclair is an aloof genius with a mysterious persona; as a museum curator, he possesses a deeper connection to antiquity than the majority of the world's population possesses and is drawn toward history with an unexplained passion.
But one fateful evening in the museum after business hours, everything changes.
One book. One instant.
Vivienne is suddenly unable to recognise London as her home anymore.
In this new world of dim candle lighting and peril lurking just out of sight with every look, Vivienne encounters a reality that shouldn't exist and an unlikely familiar individual. Same face. Same presence. But belonging to a different time... and a life she doesn't understand.
As the history starts closing in on Vivienne, Vivienne will have to doubt her knowledge about the nature of Time, the nature of Fate, and an odd, unmistakable attraction between two people who will eventually meet... regardless of what century they are born in.
Some stories are not written.
They are only waiting.