Lost and Found - HIATUS

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2 days later

Eda was not talking to Serkan. After the babaaanne episode at his apartment, they had an ugly fight over disagreements on whether they'd proceed or not, and on Serkan's view, how they would proceed. Eda didn't wanna clash directly with her grandmother cause she knew very well the lengths that woman would go to destroy Serkan. But he didn't know that. Actually, he didn't remember. And it was particularly hard to put something on old Serkan's mind when he had it all made up by himself. Result of that? Every environment that had the two of them together for more than five minutes turned to absolute hell. The tension was palpable, they weren't talking but that didn't make things easier. They were on their own bubble, battling on a silent cold war. And it was becoming difficult to even work together, having their poor assistant going right and left to deliver messages (cause they weren't talking) and dismissing orders every 5 minutes cause her bosses were practically fighting over work ideas too. The last straw for Engin was during a private meeting with the two, they had an important project to close with a client but the lack of words being directly spoken and the implicit provocations were so out of control that had him explode. "YETER!" Engin got up, scaring Piril, who was next to him. "You're gonna talk, and you're gonna work this out now!", the man was gesturing angrily to the two opposite corners of the conference room. "I can't work like this anymore, I can't", and then he marches out, followed by a worried Piril asking him to calm down. Serkan focused his eyes on his laptop, blatantly ignoring Eda or Engin's tantrum. She abruptly gets up, getting his attention, and walks to the other side of the room. "Have you let go of it yet?", she crossed her arms as she stood on his side. "Hayir, and I won't. This situation is still affecting our company, I'm cleaning my father's image..." Serkan was convinced. "He's not even answering your messages and you're still gonna keep up with this?", she asked a rhetorical question. It was true. But he wasn't doing simply for the man, he was doing for his reputation as well. Something she couldn't seem to understand. It was expected of a major shareholder and businesswoman to care for her company and want to clean its image from fake news at any cost. "Bak. You're not taking this seriously," he laughs with no humor. "Yok, YOU are not taking this threat seriously," she raises her tone. "I guess you forget the power I have," he gets up to face her. "And you indeed forgot the power that she has", she stares deep into his eyes in her mask of coldness and then leaves. As she turned away, she wondered how could she stop him from infuriating the devil.

Serkan has been thinking for many minutes now. After Eda left the room, he couldn't seem to go back to his work nor concentrate on anything. So he decided to take a moment to relax, and walked to the balcony of the conference room. That was a view that always calmed him down, and he suddenly remembered one of the flicks he had. He wishes he had every piece of his memory back to understand things better. But he didn't. As he relaxed a bit, he realized he was incredibly tired... and tense. It was a long day on this battlefield. His mind was working on a way to solve this whole mystery in the easiest way when his mind flicked. Engin and Ferit... wait, Ferit? They were at a bedroom, and handed Serkan an envelope. The image jumps to him walking through silver party strings and finding Eda on the other side. She wore a silk robe and a tiara. He walked towards her, and as he grabbed her waist to hug her, the memory ended. He was disturbed. He hated when the flicks came like that, as quick as it goes and in disconected parts. It didn't help his mind at all. He turned his head back, in an instinctive move to look for Eda, but didn't see her. It didn't mind, cause he wouldn't talk to her about this right now, after their fight. His damned memory could wait, he had more important things to do. Right when this thought crossed his mind, he felt his phone buzzing on his pocket. It was news about the investigation.

The rest of the day had gone by as quick as Serkan's memory flicks, and it was a collective thought of the employees and partners of ArtLife that it was one of the most stressful weeks they've ever had. Serkan decided to stay after hours to finish some work he let aside when the detective called him earlier with news, but it was hard to focus when his mind was spinning around the one information the man gave to him. The accident that killed Eda's parents was premeditated. And the documents detailing the cause were familiar to him. He didn't know why or how, but it was. With this thought, he left his laptop aside and grabbed the thin black folder that was laying on his desk to take another look. "The cheap material that was used was permeable, making it the weak link of the comstruction. The structural base was poorly calculated, the wrong angles and overlooked inspection combined causing the accident." Why was this description so familiar to him? It felt like he's read that before. Like a deja-vu. He brushed off this feeling, knowing it would lead him nowhere, put the folder aside and started to work on his laptop again.

A little far from ArtLife's dark office, Eda was home. In her pijamas ready to sleep, she receives a phone call from the person she unfortunately is blood related. She's been trying to ignore and to not think too negatively about this whole thing, but eventually she'll have to face it. She was naive to think her grandmother would leave just like that and let her get married to the love of her life. She did the most vile and non-imaginable thing: she tried to kill her fiancé. Just like she tried to kill Eda's mother, for simply not accepting their relationship. But this time she hadn't succeeded, Eda's lover came back to her. She couldn't help but imagine that maybe her parents were indeed watching over her, protecting her, and that's why Serkan came back. A piece of him still missing, yes, but he's alive. And she thought she'd need to start being more grateful for this simple yet underrated blessing. Being alive. And Eda will learn to value that a little more when she takes the call, and hears her grandmother's voice saying:

"I warned you, Edacim."