O salak

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Demir left the room feeling like he was holding the weight of the world on his back. His head hurt so badly that he barely realized that his heart was heavy.

— Demir Bey! — Merve called, running after him down the hall.

— Merve, not now, tamam? — He asked. — You don't have to say anything, gerçekten mi.

Ama, çok üzgünüm. — She lamented. — That shouldn't have happened.

— In the end, what I feared most happened. — Demir declared simply. — I can not say that I am surprised that Selin does not want me in her life outside that hospital.

Lütfen, Demir, don't be like that. — Asked the doctor. — I know you're upset now, but please don't take Selin's words seriously.

— Merve, of course her words upset me, but they are far from what really bothers me in this story. The truth is that the way it happened infuriates me much more than the fact that it happened.

— Burak — Merve practically spat out the doctor's name. — O salak, I swear that if I come across him I will pull all the hairs out of that poisonous head.

For a moment, Demir forgot his anger.

— Should that be an offense?

— Something like. — The doctor replied, before taking a deep breath and continuing : — Demir, bak, I know that you are upset and that you did not deserve those words, but I promise that I will do everything in my power to convince her to at least listen to you one last time.

Tamam, Merve, don't worry about it now. You need to focus on fixing the damage that Burak has done to the relationship between you two. — Demir knew that Selin was upset with Merve, from the recording it seemed that she had hidden what she knew. Their friendship should be the doctor's priority. — Besides, eventually, Selin's anger will pass and she will want to know the rest of the story. Whether it will be me or you who will tell, it matters little.

— Demir ...

— Merve, honestly, the only thing that really interests me is making sure that she will never shed a tear because of me. — He assured, in a melancholy tone. — If that happens, I accept to live the rest of my life with the memories we have built in this hospital.

Lütfen, Demir don't give up on my friend. — Begged Merve. — In the beginning she will pretend to be strong, but I know her. She can't take it. I am afraid of what this will mean in her clinical condition. Selin is a person who fights fiercely when she wants to, but when she gives up she doesn't look back.

— Merve, you more than anyone should know that it is not right to place the responsibility for Selin's progress on me.

— Unfortunately it's too late, Demir. This has been happening since the day she woke up. Everything Selin has done so far, she has done much more for you than for her. Remember this, before making a decision that may haunt you for the rest of your life.

Demir didn't answer, but Merve did not expect an immediate response, she wanted him to think about their situation. She waved goodbye to her friend and headed for her office. The silence would help her find a way to repair the relationship she had with her friend. She knew that Selin did not want to speak to her at that moment, it would not be fair to force her.

The sound of the doctor's heels scattered down the hall, but her words still hammered into Demir's head, making him even more concerned. He was willing to accept if Selin never wanted to see him again, he would be able to live with that. But his conscience and his heart would never be at peace if something happened to her. If she gave up treatment because of him, he would never forgive himself. Mainly, because he knew it was caused by a Burak lie.

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