Polina and Andrey have just married and moved into Andrey's flat. Polina cherished a hope that their family life would be quiet, the nights would be full of pleasure, but her husband again and again refused to have intimacy with her. He always wanted to become a writer, and now he was fulfilling his dream. Polina, lonely and abandoned, had to stay alone in the bedroom all the time, while her Andrey was typing. She was on tiptoe with curiosity, but Andrey didn't tell her what the book was about. She defeated her curiosity only when she began to read the book, while Andrey was sleeping at the laptop. The book was about his passionate intimacy with another woman. Who was that woman and why did he write about her? That was the question. As if somebody wanted Polina to turn into that heroine, someone began to send her parcels with things of the woman from the book. The story became even odder, when Polina realized that the woman wasn't Andrey's figment of imagination, as Polina found herself in her bed.