Laylah Mostafa has never thought much about love, that is until she meets Sam Hart, the blue-eyed astrophysicist that moves in across the road. Sam is a born and bred New Yorker with a Kiwi mother, after devastation tore his family apart, they returned to the land of the long white cloud for a fresh start. In a small town like Dunedin Laylah and Sam’s paths inevitably cross, and before either of them can pause to take it in, they are thrust into love. The kind of love that envelopes you, as you are. The kind of love that is deep and steady, all-encompassing, like the night sky. The kind of love where you are free to be exactly who you are. The kind of love where you belong. Always. Neither Laylah nor Sam has ever known a love like this.

But life is rarely this easy and Laylah’s conservative Muslim parents refuse to accept Sam. So Laylah must choose where she wants to belong. To her religion or Sam. To her community or Sam. To her parents or Sam. Where does her duty lie? Her own happiness? Or the happiness of the people that sacrificed everything, travelled from worn-torn Syria to New Zealand for a better life. Ultimately Laylah must make the hardest choice of all, can she simply belong to herself?