love heals, it gives. love, in its most profound form beathes forth life. love gives forth light.

There is, more to all Aine O' connell ever knew, was ever sure of, especially with a past full of ghosts. The handsome Bryan Maher soon teaches her that. And perhaps, maybe, just maybe God has other plans for Bryan as well?

for there is more to the pain than torment.
there is more to the heartbreak than destruction,
And there is more to the sorrow than weeping.

shalom.

Meet me halfway

" Simon, you're early." Aine said sleepily when she opened up the door by fifteen minutes to seven in the morning, her dog wagging his tail beside her excitedly. 


He smiled and pulled her in for a quick hug before walking into her house, "decided we needed an early head-start." 


"why do you sound so excited?" she asked irritated by how chipper he was, he caught and could help the grin that spread out across his face. his friend was not and had never been a morning person, and so how she survived the dog she had who dragged her out of bed early in the morning each passing day was a mystery to him. but then again, they were the perfect balance, the profound need for each other kept them strong. at least that was how she saw it from where he stood. 


he watched as she dropped to sit on a couch, with Dante looking up at her with adoring eyes, 


Chapter Forty-One