It has been twelve years since a dark, murderous number stalked the alleys and courts of Whitechapel. And yet, in the summer of 1900, East London continues to be poor, still brutal, still a darkness city to its traditional western twin. Among the reformers is an idealistic young woman called India Selwyn-Jones, recently graduated from medical school. With the help of her important fiance–Freddie Lytton, an up-and-coming Liberal MP–she works to turn off the area’s opium dens that destroy both body and spirit. Her about The Winter Rose selfless actions better her sufferers’ lives and provide her enormous gratification, but unfortunately, they also bring her into immediate conflict with East London’s ruling criminal offense lord–Sid Malone. India is not good for business and initially, Malone wants her out. But against all odds, India and Sid fall in appreciate. Different in just about any way, they share a very important factor in common–they’re both wounded souls. Their love is impossible and they understand it, yet they cling to it frantically. Lytton, India’s fiance, will stop at nothing to marry India and gain her family’s lot of money. Fractious legal underlings and competitors conspire against Sid. When Sid is usually finally betrayed by one of his personal, he must flee London to save his life. Mistakenly thinking him deceased, India, pregnant and desperate, marries Freddie to provide a dad for hers and Sid’s kid. India and Sid must each make a terrible sacrifice–a sacrifice which will transformation them both forever. One which will cause them to additional lives, and other places…and perhaps–one distant, bittersweet day–back to each other.