What if the universe wasn't broken... just mirrored?
Two strangers. Two identical family stories. Two birthdays on the 5th.
German Shepherds. Step-siblings. Twice-married parents. Same car. Same chaos.
When she met him, it felt like meeting herself.
When she lost him, time shattered-again.
Was it love... or a collision of parallel lives?
What if he was never someone she met, but someone she was supposed to be?
And what if, in another world, they never had to fall apart?