Evelyn sat cross-legged in front of her prosperity altar, the flickering glow of blue candles casting soft light across the room. She breathed in deeply, the calming scent of lavender filling her lungs, as her fingertips grazed the edges of the seashells she’d gathered over the years. Her mind drifted like the ebbing tide, pulling her back to a place she hadn’t allowed herself to visit in a long time.
Marcus.
His name whispered through her thoughts like a half-forgotten melody. It had been years since they’d parted ways, and yet, he lingered in her heart like the final note of a song that refused to fade. Pisces were said to be dreamers, romantics even, but Evelyn had spent too much time letting her emotions rule her. Now, she chose solitude, silence, and stillness, seeking solace in meditation.
But lately, something had shifted. In her meditations, she felt a presence—a warmth, a light that filled her with an unspoken sense of familiarity. She couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was reaching out, across the boundaries of time and space, calling to her. Was it Marcus?
She wasn’t sure.
Each night, she came back to her altar, lighting the candles, placing her hands over the seashells, and focusing on her breath. She whispered her intentions softly into the air: clarity, peace, courage. It had been so long since she had thought of him this way, yet with each session, memories began to surface. The way they used to walk along the beach, their fingers brushing against each other as they laughed under the setting sun. The way his eyes, deep and dark, would light up when he spoke about his dreams.
He had loved her once—deeply, fully. But life had pulled them apart. She had believed it was for the best. She had convinced herself they were too different, too lost in their own worlds. And yet, here she was, years later, feeling his presence stronger than ever.
Across town, Marcus sat on the shore, the cool evening breeze brushing through his hair. He closed his eyes, his body still and grounded, but his mind restless. He had been meditating for weeks now, trying to find the courage to reach out to Evelyn. But every time he thought of calling her, his throat tightened with fear. What if she had moved on? What if she no longer cared?
But in his heart, he knew better. There was something about the connection they shared that went deeper than the words they had or hadn’t spoken. Pisces were known to feel emotions so intensely that they often got lost in them, and Marcus knew he had been too afraid to confront his own feelings.
But no more.
He stood up, looking out at the waves crashing gently against the shore. This had always been their place—the place where they’d first realized their love for each other. The memories still haunted him, but now, they also gave him hope. Evelyn had always been more attuned to the spiritual than he was, but perhaps their souls had stayed connected, even in their silence.
Tonight, as the stars began to twinkle above, Marcus made a decision. He pulled out his phone and typed a simple message.
I still love you. I’m sorry it took me so long to say it.
He hesitated for a moment, his thumb hovering over the send button. But then, with a deep breath, he hit send. The waves continued to lap at the shore, a rhythmic reminder that time moves forward, whether we are ready or not.
Evelyn’s phone buzzed softly, pulling her out of her meditative state. She opened her eyes slowly, her heart inexplicably racing. With trembling hands, she reached for the phone, a flicker of something—hope, perhaps—stirring within her.
The message was from Marcus.
She read the words once, twice, before her breath hitched in her throat. I still love you.
For a moment, she couldn’t move, couldn’t think. Tears welled in her eyes as her heart swelled with a mix of joy and fear. How long had she waited for this moment? How many nights had she spent wondering if he felt the same pull she did?
The universe, in its infinite wisdom, had brought them back together. She could feel it now—this was no coincidence. This was the work of a higher power, guiding them both back to where they belonged.
Evelyn smiled softly, her fingers gently tracing the seashells on her altar, the symbols of their past that had never truly left her. With a deep, steadying breath, she typed a response.
I’ve been waiting for you.
As the message sent, Evelyn closed her eyes and breathed deeply. For the first time in years, she felt whole again, as though the pieces of her heart that had been lost were finally coming back together.
Love, like the ocean, had a way of returning in waves. And this time, she was ready.
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