Dinner at the Peninsula

He needed her. She didn't know how much she needed him.
"Don't go to Hong Kong if there are cracks in your marriage", someone said to them.
They both laughed.
At The Peninsula, the future ahead seemed bright as the city lights.
Champagne was flowing, they were talking...but were they sharing everything?Certainties and doubts? Or was it just a fa?ade ?
What will prevail, pride or selflessness?
Do we really know the stranger that we marry, share our bed and ultimately our life?
That night no one slept in their hotel's bed.
Hong Kong was already under their skin...
A story about love that shouldn't be mistaken for a love story.