Jaime's alone. No one left to look after her. Her mom left, and she still wonders why. Her dad's fighting for his life, and she prays and hopes he'll be alright.
When she learns her mother is indeed alive and well, she has no choice but to live with her.
There, she meets a confusing guy. Some people would classify him as a player, a gentleman, a bully even but to Jaime, he is her support.
How far could their emotions go until they realise, it's very late to stop them?