“Yanochka, I will buy your life,” whispered a handsome man, bending over a burnt victim of a plane crash. Of course, if she could speak, she would say that her name is Anya and that they have never met. But her consciousness screamed that this was her only chance, because no one needed her. The man she loved, with whom she was flying to the Maldives on a honeymoon, left her to die in a fire... The stranger bought her more than just her life. He bought her someone else's life. Someone else's past, present, future. Other people's problems. Other people's secrets and skeletons in the closet...