There was nothing to get in her way. There was nothing that could change the course of the life she had been planning, working, manipulating for the past three years. She had the perfect job, the perfect lover, the perfect life and now, it was only going to get better.

Then, at the diner where she had breakfast every morning, the same thing, every morning, the usual you might say, something changed. That small change, that little deviation from the norm sent her life spiraling out of control Or, did it?