Maybe you need two broken hearts to make one? Vincent doesn't even have a heart; he's violent, rude, a disappointment. He meets Sylvia in the psychiatrist's waiting room; she's calm, mysterious, silent. Somehow, they both share something: they have nothing left to live for. The only thing keeping both of them alive is the tiny part of their hearts holding on and telling them there's something for them out there. Enters a journey of hope, depression, crushing feeling that the world's laughing at you, and of course, because it's a Wattpad story, love.