Mia's life was fragmented by moments of impact. Moments that left tears in her memory and stains on her heart. Her dad's death. The day her world shook apart. Her unsaid goodbye to Toby. She set out to find her place in the world. With having barely stepped foot in London she'd fallen in love. Its beauty and splendour captivated her far deeper than anything or anyone else had before. Then she met Dan. "He loves me, he loves me not. He..." Mia looked down, realising all the petals were gone. "Oh." She threw the naked bud to the ground. "Am I not worth fighting for?" If love wasn't a game then why did she feel like she was being cheated? Following her return from London she felt trapped between her past and her future, between two loves, two men who didn't love her back. Or had she mistaken her love for theirs?