Somewhere Only We Know

There are places that are not on maps. Not because they are secret - but because they are made of something else. A forgotten clearing at the end of a dirt road. A forest no one crosses. A fallen tree that insists on staying alive. There, two children discover a world that belongs only to them. She draws sunflowers. He learns to protect. And between them is born a silent promise, the kind that doesn’t need to be spoken aloud: that they will always be there. Always. For each other.But time, as it always does, grows between them like weeds. A farewell that never quite happens. Years piling up like dry leaves. And a question that refuses to fade: did he exist? Did she exist? Or was it all the invention of a child who needed a hero?What remains, after the world seems to have erased everything? A heart that refuses to forget the old rhythm. Invisible hands that keep caring, even from afar, even in silence. The fragile, stubborn, almost irrational certainty that some friendships are stronger than time, stronger than distance, stronger than death itself.Somewhere Only We Know is a novel about memory and time. About a love too vast for words, because it was born before them. About promises fulfilled through winding, silent, invisible paths. And about a hand-drawn blue heart - small, imperfect, unforgettable.Prepare yourself to enter a place that will stay with you long after the last page. And perhaps, when you close the book, you will look to the side. Your place is still there.