Paul and Marguerite have loved each other for five years, their love is organic, visceral and strong, constantly switching from the real to the absolute and from the absolute to the tragic. Paul wants to rebuild and master everything. He separates beings and things and puts everything in boxes. Marguerite is romantic and advances in discovery. There are no ulterior motives in his actions. Paul is part of a daily life, he is in the repetition of things. Unlike Marguerite, whose trajectory borrows a sense of purity and morality from tragedy. And obviously a sense of destiny.