Two different people in two different worlds met by chance, with the whole world conspiring against their unite. She fell in love as he moved on; to him she was a way of amusement, a cigar under the stars at 2 am but to her he was an endless night of a red wine; to her he was the one. Now he has a life and probably two or three statutes for the night, and all she has is his memory and a dying heart.