Satine

“I just need a proper date.”

“I just need someone to talk to.”

Some say a perfectly organized life is like neatly packaged food. Everything is in its place, beautifully arranged. Then, unexpectedly, an event occurs, the package is nudged, and its contents scatter on the floor.

The life Satine had known crumbled when she realized she was nothing more than a lonely woman. In the desperation of someone who could always solve anything in her life, Satine found a solution that brought her together with a stranger, Ash. The relationship they began with a contract on paper and bound by rules turned out to be subject to their own emotional turmoil. Then, event after event raised the question: “If everything on this earth is governed by fate, must meetings and farewells also succumb to destiny?”