Love does not arrive like a thunderclap, though sometimes it can strike with such force that it feels as though the heavens themselves have torn open. At other times, it creeps in quietly, as soft as the rustle of a page turned in an old ledger.
This book is not only a story of two people but of two souls — long tested, long travelled, and finally drawn back into one another's orbit. It is about reckonings, not of profit and loss, but of joy and sorrow, courage and sacrifice, hope and despair.
Here, numbers give way to emotions, red marks turn into tender signs, and balance sheets are rewritten in the ink of affection. For in the end, what matters is not what the world records, but what the heart remembers.
This is our story — of meetings and partings, of lessons and blessings, of signs from the universe that whispered: love was always waiting.