Philocalist

Once, I did not believe I was deserving of such a second chance at love.

But, with him, smiling at me and loving me so, perhaps my heart had finally forgiven itself for the tragedy so long ago.

With him, I realised I was the definition of a philocalist.

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Love came with a dark price, in Maia's eyes.

Losing him had been the last puzzle piece to that riddle many had tried to solve over centuries of heartbreak.

Gaining her had been bittersweet. His child, half of him and half of her, only ever reminded Maia of what could have been.

She could never have seen her second chance come by, for her eyes were not open to love again.

But Theo, who'd grown up wanting what Maia had lost, knew how to open those eyes once more.

He was that second chance.

She only had to open her eyes and discover how to love once more.