Imagine the perfect afternoon in Savannah, Georgia. Backyard filled with smiles, an amazing dress tailored to your particular bodaciousness, your dad-in-name-only ready to walk you down the path. Thrilling I dos about to be uttered... But then... I don't whimpers out of your beloved. Wait, what?? What? Meet Ivy Talbot. About now all she wants is to walk into the ocean and disappear. Or at least quench her blistering humiliation. Next best thing (per her mother, Bree): fly back to Monterey, California, with her less than thrilled father to heal. Meet said father, Daniel. Senior partner in his wife's law firm. Thriving professionally, socially, and personally. Devoted family man in a I've-had-a-thing-going-on-in-Georgia-for two-plus-decades kind of way. Well...Monterey turns out to be a good solution for Ivy, not so much for Daniel. To complicate things Ivy refuses to leave. She makes friends with a fantastic photographer, Mia and her slightly compulsive brother, Bo. She wants to stay for a while. To remedy this Bree, i.e. Daniel's poison fruit, comes to California to talk sense into her daughter. As one might imagine it's a very revelatory weekend. Worlds collide, lies are exposed, and Ivy is left questioning everything. Ultimately, it takes a surprising new man with demons of his own to convince her that: Sometimes the worst day of your life actually saves it...