You are my harbor

"An ancient myth says that some women offered a mastic sprig to their sailor husbands, wishing them to return before it dried up..."

"I fell in love with Philippos knowing that his life was the sea and mine was a world full of rules and obligations on land. Our relationship had to remain a secret, measured in a few hours together and countless goodbyes.
»On my island, Chios, with the fragrance of mastic and citrus fruits flooding us, our two worlds became intertwined in an intricate nautical knot.
»When the nightmare came to life, I realized how fragile everything you love is and how close you can come—in an instant—to losing it.
»And then I realized that it doesn't matter how far you go, but that you have a reason to always return... to your harbor."

Against the backdrop of shipping and Chios, amidst open seas, dangers, and adventures, a love will become an indissoluble bond.

"A myth speaks of a rudderless ship, which for years wandered alone in the seas, without a crew, without a captain. No one could tame it. Haunted, it drifted, surrendered to the currents, yet it never broke, never sank. It only sailed, stubbornly, into unknown waters. This is how it feels when love governs your inner self."
A book about the loneliness of those who leave and the silent strength of those who wait, about loves that are tested but remain unwavering.