This woman is nothing to me - not a sister, not a relative. But she was born on the same day as me and bears my name. And it’s similar – it’s simply impossible to tell the difference! You don’t need to be a genius to understand: she set out to try on my life... When patience came to an end, I tried to hide in another city. But that didn't help. The stolen appearance was not enough: she decided to appropriate the most precious thing - love! I was sure that this nightmare would haunt me all my life... But Svetlana Starostina was brutally murdered. And I... I, who once tried with all my might to get rid of her, have nothing to do with it. However, now that the hated double is dead, the meaning of my life has become to find the killer, punish - and start life from scratch...