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Fifteen years ago, one fateful day bound the lives of two perfect strangers…
Melita Saari-Quinn is living the consequences of a traumatizing psychic event that turned her adolescence upside down. Now, disillusioned with her job as a psychotherapist and desiring a change from her lackluster existence, she hopes that something out of her ordinary sphere of existence - something totally uninhibited and spontaneous - will renew her zest for life.
Alex Moncado seems to have it all – good looks, a successful business, and a fun life in “party central” of the Mediterranean: the island of Malta. Except for one day in the year when he can’t help but remember a tragedy that never should have been. One day he’d rather forget, because if he doesn’t, the guilt will consume him.
Can one passionate night together banish the ghosts of the past and give two lost souls a second chance?
Here's an excerpt:
Drawing her close, he covered them both with the sheets. She laid her head on his chest and listened to the beating of his heart. No words hung between them. Silence reigned in the room for a while as they both came to their senses. It was one of those times when verbal expression would have done little justice to their feelings; she was sure somehow that he felt the same.
So she simply cherished the way he kissed the top of her head, saved that emotion in her memory bank, while his fingers doodled idle circles on her back.
When the sounds of the night cradled them in its embrace, Alex stirred. “Are you hungry?”
“Famished,” she smiled lazily into his chest.
He propped up the pillows beneath them and sat up, raised her with him and settled her back on his chest. “I’ll feed you.”
Her mouth rejoiced in the taste of fried pastry stuffed with figs, orange peel and spices – the local imqaret, a calorie minefield, but one worth stepping through.
“They’re one of my favourite desserts, too,” he said. He let a moment pass as he caressed her arm, then asked in a low voice. “You don’t have to tell me this, but I wonder… were you born with sight problems?”
“No,” she replied. Her heart started to beat a little faster.
“As I said, you don’t have to talk about it.”
“But I do,” she surprised herself by saying. Gut instinct forced the words from her.
This was a night of totally unexpected things.
“Do you believe in the supernatural?” When she asked the question, even against her better judgment, she mustered the courage to open up to him. She couldn’t explain why she felt that he would understand – she knew only that she did.
“One has to be insane to live in Malta and not believe it, or at least be touched by it in some way.”
His reply gave her the impetus to go on.
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