Can
They were days suspended in time and space, nothing else existed but us and the wonder that surrounded us. We explored every corner of the island where we lived, and by boat we also visited several nearby islands. Little Nihat seemed to have adapted perfectly to his parents' traveling nature, he was always cheerful and had taken on a beautiful complexion from hours of swimming with his dad or playing in the sand on the beach with his mom.
We met iguanas and giant tortoises, sea lions, penguins and then I managed to photograph every species of bird typical of those islands, albatrosses, cormorants, finches, petrels and the majestic Galapagos hawk. I had made contact with some magazines that would have bought my photos once back in Istanbul while Sanem had begun to write a new novel set in these places, we were so well that we decided to extend our stay for another 15 days.
We were not yet satiated by the thousand shades of the sea and the contrast of the intense green of the vegetation against the boundless blue of the cloudless sky. We were happy with a happiness that can only be savored so consciously by those who have lost it completely.They were days of intense joy and nights of burning passion, every night we did not miss our appointment with the sunset that here seemed to be tinged with a myriad of colors never seen before that were even more magical because they were amplified by the joy of being in each other's arms.
Sanem
Everything was perfect, it was us together and there was this dream place, it was much more than I could have ever imagined in my childhood bedroom looking at the poster of albatrosses in flight.
The jagged coastline, the white beaches caressed by crystal clear waters that took on a thousand shades of blue and green, the sky always clear and a vegetation that not even Can had seen as lush during his travels.
My albatross was home, he was free in this corner of paradise but, as he had promised, he was with the companion he had chosen for life. I thanked Allah every day for bringing him back, for bringing him back to me and to his son who had flourished in his daddy's arms and in this beautiful environment.
We were struggling to think about coming back, we had already postponed our departure by 15 days, but we couldn't stay any longer, my publisher was waiting for me to put the last things in place before the launch of my second book. I had made an important decision, the phoenix had definitely risen from its ashes, I no longer needed to hide from the world, I wanted everyone to know who I was, I wanted everyone to know that I was the author of that book that had made so many people in every corner of the world dream.
I would have put some conditions to Ali, I would have done a very limited tour, mainly to Istanbul and a few other cities that we would have chosen in agreement with Can. They would be mini family vacations during which we would split our time between my promotional readings and the photo shoots Can would do as a freelancer in the same places.
We had learned that life as a couple is about compromise and seeing each other's joy, we had learned that lesson the hard way.
We had come to understand that every choice one made had to be shared and discussed with the other to find common ground that would make us both happy, we would never again compromise our lives together.
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A love reborn from the ashes.
FanfictionWhat have Can and Sanem experienced in the year that their hearts have been apart? And now that fate has allowed their eyes to meet again and their souls to feel the strength of that unconditional love once more, how will they ever forgive each othe...