Jade Shaw has lost control of her life. Pushed around by her warring family and taken for
granted by a boyfriend who's more interested in his brand than their relationship she knows
that somewhere along the path to being an adult she's lost her way. The last place she expects
to find answers is on the floor outside her flat. But there it is: a script. Containing her
name and her boyfriend's and showing yet another excruciating argument in which he calls all
the shots. The weird thing is: this argument hasn't happened yet. The row becomes reality. Jade
feels more frustrated than ever. Then more scripts appear infuriating scenes in which Jade's
boss mum and bridezilla sister walk all over her. The future is painfully familiar. But it's
not a future Jade likes. Is it too late for her to re-write the script?
