Love, hugs, kisses, smiles, holding hands, a romance, rollercoaster of love adventures, wedding, mortgage, children and everything is like fairytale's “happily ever after”. Or not. Not every love story ends like this. Rado wants that fairytale, but Dora does not. And thus starts the rollercoaster of divorce, loneliness, crazy landlord, hated work and weddings of strangers, their stranger love, strange photos of happiness in the form of puzzles. What does love look like in a time of individualism?