Falling in love should save you. What if it's killing you instead? Kevin Brooks is suffocating. Depression has drained color from his world, leaving only the roles he plays. Then he finds a mirror in the theater basement-and the woman on the other side changes everything. She's ethereal, haunting. She touches his face with cool fingers and sees beauty in his broken places. In her candlelit world, his pain becomes poetry. She whispers his suffering makes him extraordinary, that his darkness makes him worthy of love. Every moment in her arms feels like coming home. He's falling hard. Then Sarah walks in with coffee and questions. She's real in ways that terrify-messy hair, stubborn eyes, soup when he forgets to eat. She doesn't call his pain beautiful. She just shows up, offering her presence and the belief he deserves to heal. Sarah makes him want to try. The woman in the mirror makes him want to surrender. One love asks him to stay broken. The other asks him to fight. One promises eternal understanding in the beautiful dark. The other promises uncertain tomorrows in the light. His heart is tearing in two. The mirror is hungry. Time is running out.