Like water in his hands is the story of Eve, a woman injured, broken, betrayed, humilated, desecrated from the dearest person in the world: her husband Adam. It's a book about emotions wounds, before throwing bridge to the soul. It's shared melancholy, feeling dense, black and white images of a Love, that is crumbling like a dream prefabricated in a laboronto of painful discoveries, disturbing backstory, bullying, harassment, manipulation and violence. But also awareness of what matters most, the first steps towards a new life. It's also intensive dialogue with God absent, but desperately tried and met again in this long night of faith. Although in the end there are many unanswered questions, it remains in Eve the restleness of not found but intuition, which in his mind a line invisible marks of fear and bewilderment, while Adam there remains nothing but the stench and filth of a gray ghost. In my first book, I want to overcome the dicotomy between Good and Evil, between the All and the nothing, bringing serenity, Love for oneself, hope, harmony between the intimate glances our hearts, without indicating precise lines, but simply telling, leaving the reader with the ability to track their own limit. And all this becomes "Like water in his hands", Eve, everyone.