Do you ever have conversations with people where they remark how they seem to have blinked and an hour has flown by, or a week, or a year? This morning I have been having one of those moments, except that I find myself standing in front of my mirror at home, looking at my reflection and realising that somehow eighteen years have gone by. And I can't for the life of me really tell you much about it - what I was doing, what I achieved, what the hell happened. Caught in an unhappy marriage to a controlling man, who has become increasingly resentful about the hand life has dealt him, Lily Lambert has been forced to manage both the home and income for their family over the last nineteen years. At 37 Lily finds herself approaching middle age, lacking in confidence and unhappy with her life. Determined to finally do something about it, a spontaneous decision to get healthy introduces Lily to a new group of friends who open her eyes to what she has been missing. When an unavoidable attraction forms between Lily and James Lily struggles with her conscience. All choices have consequences and Lily learns that some come at a higher cost than others