One Day follows Emma Morley and Dexter Mayhew, who meet on the night of their university graduation. From that moment on, the series revisits their relationship on the same day each year, tracing how their lives, ambitions, and connection evolve over time.
They share an undeniable connection, but as life unfolds, they are almost always dating other people. Their perspectives on life never fully align, yet they can’t seem to stay away from each other, always finding their way back, again and again.
I’ll be honest, One Day started off slow. At least to me. Almost painfully slow. The kind of slow that made me wonder if I should keep watching or quietly move on to something else. So I wasn’t hooked at first.
But I stayed.
And I’m really glad I did.
As the episodes went on, the tension between the two main characters began to intensify. They grow alongside each other, but never quite on the same page, always slightly misaligned, always just missing the moment where things could finally settle.
What starts as casual connection slowly turns into something heavier, something unspoken, something you feel building even when nothing is being said. This is what pulled me in.
What One Day does so well is time. Not just passing time, but emotional time. It shows how people evolve next to each other, apart from each other, and sometimes past each other. Love here isn’t loud or dramatic. It’s quiet. Lingering. Full of missed moments and almosts.
By the later episodes, I was fully invested.
And then the ending happened.
Emma dies suddenly, in an accident, just as life finally seems to open up for them. They just had a baby too. There’s no long goodbye, no dramatic buildup, no sense of readiness. She’s simply gone.
The final episodes shift into grief. Not just Dexter’s grief, but the quiet, unbearable kind, the kind where memories replay themselves differently once the person is no longer there. We see Dexter move through life without her, revisiting places and moments that once held possibility, now heavy with absence.
He struggles with alcoholism and depression as a result. The show doesn’t try to soften it. It lets the loss sit there. It reminds you that sometimes love ends because life does.
I did not expect this at all.
I cried so hard. The kind of cry that catches you off guard, where your chest tightens and you just sit there staring at the screen, trying to process what you just witnessed. It wasn’t just sad, it was heavy. It makes you think about timing, about how fragile life is, about how love doesn’t always get the ending we imagine for it.
One Day isn’t a show you watch just to pass time. It’s a show that stays with you. It lingers. It reminds you that sometimes the most meaningful love stories aren’t about forever, they’re about impact.
Honestly, Vanessa 