After the tragic death of her parents, nineteen-year-old Beata is left completely alone. All the colors of life faded for her, the world plunged into darkness. Sadness and hatred for Dominic Paltrow, the man who caused the death of her entire family, settled in her heart. This is how Beata would have lived, reveling in her hatred, if not for chance. One day, carelessly crossing the street, she almost got hit by a car. A squeal of brakes, a short blow to the side, a fall - and strong, caring male hands lifting her up, a warm, bewitching gaze. This is love! But... if only it weren't that same Dominic Paltrow...