Her husband left because she was too loud, too ambitious, too independent, too much. So when Vita arrives in Bucharest with divorce papers, two suitcases, and absolutely no intention of falling in love again, the last thing she needs is Alex, her younger, infuriatingly confident neighbor who turns one accidental filming session into drinks, hookups, jealousy, and a situationship governed by increasingly ridiculous rules. No husband behavior. No rescue. No pretending to care. But the closer Vita gets to freedom, the harder it becomes to ignore the man who never asks her to shrink. Their arrangement was supposed to last sixty days. Falling in love was never part of the agreement.