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After all this noise, Serkay asked a question that I did not expect at that moment. "Excuse me, what's your last name?" she asked, her voice carrying pieces of the past.I gulped at this question, my heart, which had been silent a while ago, started beating madly again. Judging by his careful eyes, my name reminded me of something. I didn't know what to say to him for a moment, but at that moment I wanted to go crazy and say to everyone that I am really Lavin Kutup, I don't belong here at all, I was kidnapped. I turned my sapphire gaze to Edim, his sharp, predatory gaze on me that gave air as if it were tearing what he was looking at. There was a threat, a warning in those eyes, and those fearless eyes were screaming into my eyes openly that I wouldn't get what I wanted even if I went crazy.I turned my gaze back to Serkay's soft face, "I guess I didn't introduce myself properly," I said, as a huge ball of fire rushed down my chest. "Lavin... Lavin Demiray."At that moment, I knew tha

I slowly looked over my shoulder. The person who called me was Serkay. I am shocked. What was it again? Was it his turn? When I turned my head back to Edim, his steps were already fast and uninterrupted advancing towards us. It was very difficult to predict at that moment whether Serkay or I was in more trouble. Serkay was making him uneasy, that was obvious. Maybe it was the possibility that I could get help from him. The main thing that made Edim uneasy.I turned my back. "Do you have time?" she asked.Do I have time? Why now? And in this moment?He was looking into my eyes as if he were searching for something, the words were corpse on the tip of my tongue. The person he sought and wanted to find was Lavin, Lavin Kutup. The little girl who was buried deep long ago and whom he knew well. But there was nothing left of that girl, they had not left.Serkay said, "I didn't want to talk because I might be misunderstood inside," his voice broke my heart. "They'd get into an apocalyptic mo

The person who is constantly penetrating and exposed to sadness eventually turns into apathy and indifference.The work of the past left a stale taste in the mouth. So bitter, such an unpleasant taste... Words were shards of glass, sinking into the heart, memories were fire and burning the body.Alvina's face was pale, as if showing the tiredness of the night on her face. If Aysel didn't cause problems, she thought, this woman was getting harder and harder, as if she didn't have any problems, she wanted the money she received to increase. On the one hand, his father, Aysel, on the other hand, was suffocating. She got off the bus at the bus stop near the school. The rain was drizzling lightly, his stride quickened. She entered the corridor leading from the faculty to her department. And he hesitated, Yigit was chatting with mirage in front of a cigarette in his hand. He swallowed, a painful lump in his throat, returning to his stomach as nausea as he swallowed. Taking a calming breath,

There is a darkness all around us that does not give back what it has taken, whatever curtain we lift at night, whatever stone we lift is despair...Darkness oozes from a vengeful gaze. It darkens everything.Darkness seeps into an addict's mind, drowning his entire soul in darkness.The truth of Edim Demiray and me was that we were both dark, but on the other hand, this was the sharpest and clearest difference between us, the dimension of our darkness cut into us. While I was drowning myself in darkness, he was putting everything into darkness. So if I were to make a comparison, I could only be a part of his darkness next to him.When I saw the darkness intensifying like a black sun in Edim's eyes, I felt like a sun that had never lost its light before I knew him. Even when the end of the darkest nights was morning, even the end of the darkest tunnels was illuminated, the darkness that Edim dragged me into neither ended nor the lights were hidden at the end.These are the things I fe

I saw two girls holding each other's arms under an umbrella from across the street, giggling cutely at the image of us hugging, and walking especially slowly so that they could look at us a little more. They couldn't see that I was crying from this distance right now. They thought this moment was a romantic moment for a couple hugging each other, but this moment was actually the most gloomy moment when my heart collapsed, my soul was thrown, my body went numb. The most striking story of trying to keep myself alive from the crumbs of my shattered life.And this story was not a romantic one.When Edim pulled his closed lips apart and parted them, his warm breath and then his words slipped through my gray hair. "You're probably thinking, 'I feel so guilty that I should really be guilty,'" she said, as I was baffled by her dedication to such careful, deliberate analysis. "Sometimes the problem isn't that you're guilty, it's that you blame yourself."Shaking, "How can I not blame myself?"