Room 214, San Juan

She was chasing funding. He was chasing freedom. Neither expected the storm to reroute everything.

Sanaa Jordan is one pitch away from saving her wellness tech start-up. After a whirlwind weekend in Antigua for her best friend’s wedding, she boards a flight back to Philadelphia, ready to return to structure, strategy, and her ever-growing to-do list.

But a hurricane sweeping across the Caribbean changes everything.

Her flight is unexpectedly rerouted to San Juan, Puerto Rico—where a citywide hotel overflow leaves her sharing a luxury suite with Ezra Blake, a Brooklyn-based travel photographer fresh off an assignment in Barbados. He’s carefree. She’s frazzled. He journals in ink. She bullet-points in apps.

The plan is simple: coexist until the storm passes.

But as skies darken and power grids go quiet, slow-burning chemistry ignites. Over three blackout days filled with stolen glances, soul-deep conversations, and kisses that blur the line between temporary and something more, Sanaa and Ezra begin to wonder if this unexpected detour might actually be fate at work.

Because sometimes, the most unexpected layovers… lead exactly where you’re meant to land.