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The night unfolded quietly and tediously. I never learnt the name of that man, whose eyes strayed to avoid my gaze. Nor was I interested in his name. It was completely unimportant. At that moment I couldn’t care less about who he was – what I did care about were those few seconds when he stood in front of me, tearing my eyes away from the view of Athens. Little did I know that he would tear my life apart as well.

Angela is a woman who knows how to wrap her days in brightly-coloured thoughts, always up for fun, all her love affairs ending with no blood shed. Together with Katia, her childhood buddy, they venture through life’s many surprises, which bring them closer together as often as they drive them apart. Giorgos enters Angela’s life while she’s an undergraduate student and their relationship appears to be foolproof, seeming to complement one another’s desires in total harmony. Until the night when everything falls apart with the entrance of Aris, a suave, enigmatic, aloof artist who invades Angela’s world and brings it to pillage and plunder…