At 61, I thought I’d met the perfect man… but what I heard between him and his sister called everything into question

At 61, we often think that great love stories belong to the past. We think those butterflies in the stomach, those shivers at the slightest message, those promises exchanged in silence… are reserved for another time in life. And yet, one evening, during a concert, my life took an unexpected turn. What I thought was over might have just begun again.

An unexpected encounter to the sound of a violin

It was in a small concert hall in the provinces, one evening of classical music. Nothing extraordinary on the surface. But between two pieces of Mozart, our eyes met. His name was Alexandre. A calm voice, measured gestures, a subtle sense of humor. During the intermission, a few words, an immediate connection…  and the beginning of something.