Having never experienced love in her twenty-six years, Anna Farley condemns her mother, who recklessly gave twenty years of her life to her lover. But then the mother’s secret lover, someone else’s husband, who gave his beloved only crumbs of his attention, dies. And Anna breathes a sigh of relief. Finally, her beautiful mother is free. After all, passion is just stupidity, and love is a fiction! Anna thinks so until she meets Mark, the son of the very man whom her mother loved so passionately and selflessly...