After the collapse of a love he cannot escape, Zavosh Izadan, a writer drifting between bitterness and longing, sits alone with the only pieces of his past that still breathe—the letters of Bibi.
Bibi, born into privilege and raised in Europe, has always lived at the edge of rebellion. Trained in fashion and makeup design, she becomes infamous for a daring line of clothing created for workers, titled “Night One, Night Two.” Her return to Iran brings her into the bohemian circles of artists and intellectuals, where she meets Zavosh. Their connection is immediate, turbulent, and intoxicating—two restless souls clinging to each other in a world that refuses to hold them still.
But Bibi is a woman in motion. She leaves Iran once more, drifting to Zurich, where she marries and tries to build a stable life. Yet her marriage cannot quiet the ache she carries for Zavosh. Through her letters—sometimes tender, sometimes cruel—Bibi pulls him back into a love that refuses to die, even as distance, time, and choices sharpen its pain.
Every time she returns to Iran, her refuge is the warmth of Zavosh’s arms… and every time she leaves, she leaves him emptier than before.
As Zavosh rereads the letters, the film intercuts between memory and present—revealing a fractured love story marked by freedom, desire, betrayal, and the quiet devastation of two people who can neither fully be together nor fully let go.
A raw, intimate portrait of longing, Night One, Night Two is a story about the wounds we choose, the loves we return to, and the memories that refuse to fade.
