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Wrong password. Try again.
Ne? He's tried five times now and he was sure as 1+1 was 2 that this was his password. Yet his laptop didn't seem to recognize it. Had someone changed his password while he was gone? But how? No one else knew his password. He decided to try one more time in a different combination. Still nothing. He screamed his assistant's name."LEYLAAAAAAAA", his yell was heard all the way from the copy machine room. Eda was making her way out of there as slowly as possible. She needed to deliver some documents to Serkan but she didn't know how to approach him. Or how to talk to him normally. Why did it feel so strange? Why was she trembling? Her legs could betray her and lose all the strength that was keeping her on her two feet at any second now. She was shaking as she made her way to the conference room. "LEEYLAAAAA", another yell and Leyla was nowhere to be found. And why did the slowest pace of her legs still made her get to the door of his conference room in less than 2 minutes? She decided to simply face it, she was an adult for God's sake. She knocked on the open door to announce her presence, and before he could take his eyes off his laptop she entered the room standing near him. But still kept some distance, for her own sake. "Eda?", he finally takes his eyes off the laptop and sees her. "These are some documents about our latest project, it needs your signature." She says, looking at anywhere that wasn't his face. But that didn't stop her body of reacting to his stare. He was studying her face to see if he could remember anything, but that had no result whatsoever. He switched his gaze to the papers on his hand and she could start breathing again. "Tamam, teşekkürler. But you signed them, why do you need mine for?", he asked. She was one of the bosses around here, therefore just her signature would be enough. Yet she came here asking him to sign too. "Your signature counts too and is important for the client's project. You can review if you don't wanna sign before taking a look at it." He murmurs a tamam, turns back to his laptop and yells for Leyla again. "Is there something wrong?", she asked but instantly regretted it. She wasn't entitled to him nor his life anymore, he didn't owe her any explanation, but before she could retreat her words he answered her question naturally. "My laptop is not opening, I am sure the password is correct but something is not letting it open." He tries the password again, then hit his fist on the table, frustrated. Eda sighes, she knew his password. "Tamam, give it to me." This phrase catch his attention as he abruptly turns back to her, confused. Before he could say anything, she leans closer to him to type on the laptop. And it opens. He stares at the laptop, then at her, confused. "How... how'd you know? Did you change my password?" He sees her semblance upset, and she sighes again. This was incredibly hard for her. "You changed it, Serkan. Your password is the coordinates of the star you bought me." She turns to leave, making an extra human force to not let tears fall down. He doesn't know what to say. He wants to punch himself, he doesn't remember her, he doesn't remember anything about them and apparently that was a huge important part of himself now. This is why he feels empty, why he feels a giant hole inside of him. It pisses him off that he can't remember any of that. But he gets up and goes after her, catching her mid-way out of his office. He grabs her arm, making her look back to him, and his heart shattered seeing the tears in her eyes. "I'm sorry...", that's all he said. "It's not your fault, you don't need to be sorry," she says. He perceived she wanted to say something more, but instead she just gives him a shy smile and walks back to her desk. He stays staring at her in her desk, wiping her tears, then starting to type at her computer again. He gets back to his chair and glances at her again, right before turning back to his laptop to start working.
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Lost and Found - HIATUS
General FictionHe promised her when she opened her eyes again he would be back, so she opened... Yet he wasn't there. An EdSer shortfiction based on literally assumptions. My take on how I'd carry on the story from the point left off on bolüm 28.