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"Because I am giving you your life back," Selim replied, standing up. "And a gift shouldn't be a burden. Smile for me once, and then go. That’s the only promise I need."
As she walked away, Selim stayed seated, watching her figure disappear into the crowd. He had given his word. He would be the one to carry the sadness so that she didn't have to. SГ¶z Ne Olur ГњzГјlme
"I can't do this anymore, Selim," she whispered, her eyes fixed on the gray water. "The distance, the waiting... it’s wearing me away." "Because I am giving you your life back,"
The old tea garden by the Bosphorus was nearly empty, the wind carrying the scent of salt and dying leaves. Selim watched Leyla’s hands; they were trembling as she held her glass. He knew what was coming before she even spoke. The silence between them had become a bridge that neither could cross. That’s the only promise I need
Leyla sobbed, a single tear escaping. "How can I not be sad?"