In a tattered tent in one of the camps where the cold seeps through every crack and hunger clings to fragile bodies. Manal sits surrounded by her children, trying to hide her helplessness. But her weary eyes tell the whole story. Since the passing of her husband, who succumbed to liver cirrhosis, she has been left alone to face a merciless life. Manal herself suffers from liver disease along with other illnesses that her frail body can barely endure. But surrender is not a luxury this mother can afford. Before her are trembling bodies yearning for warmth and tiny mouths waiting for a morsel of food. What breaks her most is that silent question in her children's eyes: Until when? Be the support for a mother fighting alone, be the hope for her children's fading childhood.