Him and her and her and him. Never apart, always together, madly in love. This was the life of young Sherlock Holmes and Marissa Whittemore, until he crashed and burned and just so happened to lose the one thing that kept him sane. The one thing that could never be replaced.
Her.
Can he get her back, even after 20 years? Or will she stay bitter towards him and give the cold shoulder? Or maybe, just maybe, can Sherlock love again? Did he ever in the first place?
Will she forgive him? Can she?