Kailynn was always the girl that somehow saw the bright side of even the worst situation. But when Anton Gorodetsky sneaks into her room one night, claiming that she is an Other, just like him, her world is turned upside down. Unable to believe this crazed man that has trespassed in her life, she tries to show him the evidence that Anton Gorodetsky is a fictional character. But once he starts to show that he has no intention of believing that his world was just imagined, 'Anton' steals Kailynn's life before her eyes, and changes her into a complete stranger, even to herself.
The chemistry between them is undeniable, but 'Anton' knows that it is forbidden to have any romantic relationship with a trainee, and has to restrain himself every second he's around her. 'Anton' fears for Kailynn's life, as she is so much younger then him in more way then one, and breaks every possible rule he swore to honor. Now he must face the consequences. But will he have to choose between the survival of the entire human race, or Kailynn, the girl who stole his heart?
Kailynn's dream sounded so real. The breaking of the glass ornaments on her shelf, the blowing of the wind from outside, but the thing that scared her most was the gasping of the msn standing in the corner, his face covered in sweat, his clothes torn, dark circles under his eyes, the bruises and cuts on his arms and face. Self conscious about her night clothes, she pulled the blanket up to her chin, staring at the stranger.
Why can't I wake up?
She felt her eyes trying to open in the real world.
"Help me…"-
"How?" Kailynn shouted into the night.
Looking around, she saw that everything in her dream was real: the broken glass, the open window, and the man. But he wasn't in the corner, he was standing beside her bed, staring at her and looked exactly as she had seen him in her dream: sweaty, torn clothes, cuts and bruises; it was obvious that he had snuck in through her window. The table was on the floor in pieces; its weak legs could hardly hold everything she had put on it, which was now scattered on the floor.
Glancing back at the broken glass pile and table, she stared at him.
"You'd better pay for all that."