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"I remember the story", he says and two shocked faces appear on his eyesight. "Ne?", two different voices asks. He stops, sighes and hesitantly tells them about the memory flicks that triggered images and half memories on his brain. "How long have you been having these, abi?" Engin asked, surprised he didn't tell him about it. Now his random divagations made more sense. "Ever since I got back. And I've had weird dreams, but that's been happening since the woods," he decides to throw all the cards on the table. After all, they were his friend and fiancée, he should try trusting them. "Maybe that's your brain trying to make you remember," Eda says, hopeful. "So it's triggered by images and things you see?", she tries to not demonstrate too much curiosity. Truth is she wishes she could help him somehow, help him remember every gap that's been missing on his mind. For selfish or selfless reasons, that she couldn't tell. "Images and words, the words help me connect and situate myself," he says, looking at her. She plays with her hands as a way to avoid locking eyes with him. "Peki," she raises her eyes to the two men on the couch and decide to go straight to the point. "What are you two doing here?", she asks, confused as to why they'd leave work so early to come pay her a visit. "Edacim..." Engin tries to start, but loses his courage when he looks into her daring eyes. There was no way to say that without pissing her off. "Eda, we're reopening the investigation," Serkan says and sees her posture drastically change in a blink. "I have said it already, you won't," her voice came out scarily calm, very different than what they thought. She alternated her sharp look between the two men in front of her, daring them to contradict her. Serkan leans foward and, decided to not let himself be intimidated by that bold woman, says: "It's decided, Eda. I'm here because Engin told me to come, honestly." He sits back, completely chill despite the woman in front of him almost jumping on his neck. "Hayir, we came here so Eda can tell you what happened," Engin intervenes, seeing Eda fuming. "Evet, but it won't change what it's been decided. It's for everybody's own good, Eda. Lütfen, understand that", Serkan is careful with his words, trying to not instigate another clash that would just drain them both. "Hayir, Serkan! Hayir!", Eda gets up feeling tears in her eyes, ready to storm out of that room. But a hand pushes her arm back. Before she could say anything, Engin's phone rings and he excuses himself to take the call. "Why are you so against this? It's important to me," Serkan says and Eda steps back, feeling their closeness. "Because I know you've done it before and it brought us nothing but pain, Serkan. I don't wanna relive this," she says with a firm tone, despite feeling tears roll down her face. He gives up arguing. How could he explain her that although he doesn't remember anything, something inside of him is telling him to do this again? That even though he's gone through that before, he can't help but feel that maybe he let something slip. And of course, there was his father. And this false accusation on his name could taint the company, he wouldn't let that happen. "I can't explain, I'm sorry, I can't go against what my sixth sense is telling me to do," he says and she opens her mouth to say something, but he quickly continues. "But I think we need to talk, apparently you're the only one that can give me some parts of all this story." The room is silent for a moment, both of them staring at each other. He, hopeful she'd agree and sit to talk, but her, angered and hurt, trying to get used to this Serkan. Engin walks to the room again, now silent, and tries to understand what's going on. Eda murmurs a "peki, tamam", exhausted, and both sit down as Engin hesitantly walks to them. "Everything okay?", the man asks, to reassure. He receives two head nods as answer and Eda leans to the table to get a glass of water. After a sip and a sigh, Eda starts the trip down the memory lane. She starts telling him she perceived he was off a few days after they started dating, and that he broke up with her a couple days later using an excuse. She told him about how her grandmother got into the company, appearing first through Efe's partnership. "Why was that man even on the company? How did he get there?", Serkan asks, annoyed. The thought of having someone else, a complete stranger he didn't trust, on the company didn't please him. "Selin. She sold her shares to him, behind your back," Engin completes for Eda. This was still something he couldn't believe. He never thought Selin would be such a disappointment to him. "I can't believe she's done that," he lets it slip one of his thoughts out loud. "She did worse, you just don't remember", Eda says with a half smile, and looks away from him. What did she meant with that? She continues, talking about Efe's downfall and the mysterious client he left for Eda, that ended up being her own grandmother. Her appearance shook things up and caused more affliction on their relationship, and Eda recalled every single moment of pain: grandmother forcing her to stay away from him, get him arrested and even break up with him. "I listened to her at first, scared for you, cause she was too powerful," she sighes, looking down. A small smile appears on her lips as she involuntarily completes: "But I decided to face her and all my fears by proposing to you."
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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.