Priscilla and Carlos separated due to circumstances or, rather, thanks to the efforts of Carlos’s mother, who showed enviable ingenuity in not wanting to see her son, a Spanish aristocrat and millionaire, married to an ordinary girl from Canada. Two years passed, and there was not a day when the hearts of the lovers did not clench with pain at the memory of each other. And so, when the emotional wounds began to slowly heal, their meeting took place, inevitable as Fate itself. And time turned out to be powerless before love...