Imperfect Future

One sleepless night, a seventy-year-old man sits alone at his kitchen table and begins to write.

He writes seven names. Seven women who passed through his life like open doors he never walked through. Elena, and the winter sea she invited him to see. Martina, and the question she asked with her eyes that he pretended not to understand. The girl from the bookshop, and the phone number hidden inside a Sartre novel that he held in his hands for two weeks and never called. Sara, his best friend, and a kiss on a worn sofa that he didn't return. Giulia, who waited in silence and finally found the courage to ask directly. Chloé, and the words spoken on a Brighton beach that he only understood forty years too late. And Anna, always Anna who had been there from the very first day, and whom he never truly saw.

Seven women. Seven possibilities. Seven ways of saying no without ever saying the word.

Imperfect Future is a tender and quietly devastating novel about the loves we fail to recognise, the courage we never find in time, and the strange grace of looking back honestly, not to mourn what was lost, but to finally, after a lifetime, say thank you.

Because perhaps it is never too late for that.