The initial months following my return home felt unbearably long. Yet, eventually, I began reclaiming my routines in Oran. The daily 8 PM phone call revived my spirits like a cleansing river, scattering my faults. At the road's end, I realized that all twists had straightened under the shade of passion. Eagerly, I sought the warmth of heartfelt embers. In those months, Omar poured me the wine of love, inflaming my inner flames to burn away the sadness, making space for new beginnings. I would close my eyes, reach out, and let Omar guide me to where there's only eternal sunrise, free from darkness and cold. Falling in love with myself, I swayed to the rhythm of affection, enjoying watching myself in the mirrors, no longer fearing midnight’s toll. My soul ventured far, no longer watching the sun's descent as I basked in love, escaping every sadness and pain, finally finding myself. Ayoune Layla is an Algerian novelist and a professor of documentary sciences. Publishing house: Dar Al Farabi for Publishing and Distribution. Number of Pages: 152. Year of publication: 2016