You Were My Almost Home: A College Romance About Love, Distance, and Almost Forever

He had the window seat. She asked if she could sit. He moved his bag.

That's where it startsWhat follows is seventeen months of ordinary mornings that were anything but - a phone password made from both their names, a hand held for practical reasons, a birthday chocolate she never shared with anyone else, a hug on Hug Day she called practical and was not, and a last normal day on March 14, 2020, before the world stopped and took them with it. He never said the word. She waited longer than she should have. This is not a love story about grand gesturesIt is a love story about a seat. About showing up every morning and calling it nothing. About the word you know you should say - and keep deciding to say tomorrow. About what it costs to love someone so quietly that the quiet becomes the whole problem. *Some things don't need a name to leave a markYou Were My Almost Home is a debut literary fiction novel set against the backdrop of an Indian college campus and the slow, unraveling silence of a pandemic lockdown. It is a story about the relationship that was never defined - and how that silence became the loudest thing of all. Perfect for readers who loved: - The Sky Is Everywhere* by Jandy Nelson

• Eleanor and Park by Rainbow Rowell
• One Day by David Nicholls
• Slow-burn literary romance with emotional realism
• Stories about almost-relationships and unspoken love

For everyone who has ever sat beside someone and said nothing - and spent years wondering what would have happened if they had.