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Even though the smug tone in his voice bothered me, I had to admit he was right, I had seen what he was capable of. If he was going to hurt me, he would have done so already, and I couldn't protect myself from this killer.When he first started to clean the wound on my arm with a cotton tin dye, his hands were not concerned about the softness or the fact that I wouldn't be hurt. His hands were… strong but compassionately insensitive, as professional as a doctor, as if he had never touched a woman's hand before. The hard lines on his bony face emphasized that he was always angry. Maybe behind his relaxed demeanor, he was carrying the distress of what happened tonight, I don't know. I grit my teeth to keep from moaning in pain."There's no need for that," I protested when, after slathering my arm, I said in an expressionless voice, "Turn around and I'll look at your back." "It doesn't hurt that much anyway."“I know it hurts, turn around,” he repeated mechanically .I didn't like his co

"I remember the last time you ate my omelet last weekend," Tuncay said with a contemptuous look over his shoulder.I shrugged my shoulders as my heart burned. “I miss it right away, what should I do?” I replied. "Good morning by the way.""Good morning, didn't you think to look at the clock, Lavin?" she asked."No, what time is it?"Tuncay looked at his watch with a thick strap on his arm and replied. ""It was as if sleep was tingling in my body like an insidious creature, I did not feel as vigorous as before. " Did I sleep that long?" I muttered."The side effects of taking those pills, Lavin," Tuncay said, still unable to contain himself, in a voice that clearly felt uncomfortable. "You must quit now."He kept telling me to stop taking the pill, but this time his reminder had increased. "Tuncay, stop talking about this with me," I said sharply. I didn't have the courage to quit the pill, especially now, to make such an attack. "I don't like it when it all comes back to this point."

If there are no meanings attached to life, the world is now a city of the dead.If he is not a human being, who carries the clothes of purpose and purpose on his skin, then he is in separate places in terms of spirit and body.The body is in an invisible tomb.The soul is in an invisible purgatory.I was trying to contain the thoughts that were boiling in my head, if someone were ready to come out of my head, the executioners in my head would be ready to kill them... This mood was like a traveler with a broken compass; I can neither find myself nor find myself inside myself. When I entered, I watched the surroundings with disinterested eyes. What gave it a gray opacity despite the blinding lights? It was as if the lamps, which disturbed the eyes with their very sharp light, could not disperse the darkness that people brought with them from outside.This was the city of the dead, a group of purgatory whose soul and body were separated from each other, who sent their souls to death.

BUTTERFLYDarkness is falling againBut I know that mortal sleepTurned into a nightmare in a rocking cradle...My frozen consciousness, nourished by the venom of a sorceress scorpion, was slowly recovering at dawn. An endless crackling of records in my mind... There is no melody, the corners of my mind are filled with terrible melodramas.Didn't I die in the middle of a nightmare last time?If all that I saw wasn't real, it must have been nasty pus running through my dark mind.The wind was brutal. The breezes were striking. I was very cold. Was my body naked? I couldn't open my eyes, my body hurt, my throat was dry, my lips felt like they were stuck together. I could hear voices from beyond. At first I thought it was my own fluctuating sensation, but no, it was just a car driving on a stony road."What do you mean she wasn't interested? She's his goddamn mother!"It was his voice, I knew very well that it belonged to him.Edim Demiray's dangerous, expressionless voice.When I

Although I did not dare to raise my head, in the end my sense of curiosity prevailed, I could not stand it, I lifted my head from the ground and looked around. This place was different from the atmosphere of the bars I hung out at before, it was nothing like it. There were older men around. Half-naked women were dancing on the stage, some of the women who were there for the same task continued their dance on the tables. The music playing. When you think of music, you always think of soft things, so calling it squeaky-crazy rock fits that definition. It was as if they hadn't stopped for hours but were constantly on the move.Edim must have realized that I was raising my head, and he squeezed my wrist hard, I immediately lowered my head in panic. How did he know that I was lifting my head off the ground? Then, when Edim suddenly stopped, I had to stop too. I looked up to see why he had stopped, a large man standing in front of Edim. I was disturbed when the man's gaze touched