After moving to New York, you get hit by a cyclist and wake up tangled in the lives of Wanda Maximoff and Natasha Romanoff — a married couple who are far too kind, far too attentive, and far too easy to need. What begins as awkward apologies and shared dinners slowly becomes something softer. Stranger. More dangerous. Natasha teaches you how to laugh again. Wanda looks at you like she’s trying to memorize every hurt you’ve ever hidden. Kate Bishop keeps stealing your food and showing up uninvited. Yelena threatens anyone who makes you cry. Somewhere between late nights on their couch, panic attacks in the bathroom, and hands gentle enough to ruin you for everyone else, you begin to realize the worst thing about being loved is how badly you can miss it once you’ve had it.