Owen Stevenson is unknowingly paying for the sins of his father. He doesn't understand why Zoë can't look at him for more than a few seconds or why his touch is unsettling at times. All he's ever wanted was to love her, to protect her, and to be hers, but it's not so easy.
She pushes, he pulls.
She hurts, he loves.
Both are holding onto ghosts of their pasts and in order for them to peruse a relationship they'll have to let them go.