Eight and a half years ago, Liza met Martin - one night, one connection that felt impossibly real, almost too intense to last. They spent less than twenty-four hours suspended outside of ordinary time, believing they'd found something rare. But reality returned like a cold wind, and Liza learned to build her life without him.
Now she's a mother, a wife, and a respected editor at a publishing house. Her life is calm, measured - until the morning she walks into a workshop and finds Martin standing at the front of the room.
Over the course of two days, in a hotel humming with polite conversation and half-remembered feelings, the past stirs beneath the surface. Between coffee breaks, shared glances, and words left unspoken, Liza begins to question the choices that shaped her life - and what it really means to move on.
Because sometimes, the love we thought we buried was only waiting for us to return.