“An old myth says that some women offered a sprig of mastic to their sailor husbands, wishing for them to return before it withered…”

“I loved Philip knowing that his life was the sea, while mine was a world full of rules and obligations on land. Our relationship had to remain secret, measured in a few hours together and countless goodbyes.
”On my island, Chios, with the scent of mastic and citrus flooding us, our two worlds were tied together in an intricate sailor’s knot.
”When the nightmare came to life, I realized how fragile everything you love is, and how close you can come—in just a moment—to losing it all.
”And then I understood that it doesn’t matter how far you go, but that you always have a reason to return… to your harbor.”

Set against the backdrop of shipping and Chios, amidst open seas, dangers, and adventures, a love will become an unbreakable bond.

“A myth tells of a rudderless ship that wandered alone for years across the seas, without crew, without captain. No one could tame it. Haunted, it drifted, surrendered to the currents, yet it was never wrecked, never sank. It only traveled, stubbornly, through unknown waters. That’s what it feels like when love governs your soul.”
This is a book about the loneliness of those who leave and the silent strength of those who wait, about loves that are tested but remain unshakable.