The story was special. The legend was powerful.
There were moments or story lines I desperately wished for, and moments that at times seemed small but were so important to discover and delve into. This is a book of these moments that I wanted to ex...
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Emre was alone at the Divit home. He poured himself a drink and sat on the couch with the lights dim. He needed a moment to wallow in his own misfortunes. It was a hard day at the office with little distraction from everything that as been weighing on him. Emre sat there reflecting on his life. Everyone seemed to leave him for something better. Aziz turned his back on him once Can arrived, then he left for a cruise. Leyla left him for Osman. Now Can was leaving too.
Emre sipped his drink taking in the emptiness of the room, of his home. He thought about how alone the house will really feel once Can leaves. A brother he once despised now turned into the big brother he always wanted: a confidant, a friend.
Emre was hurt that Can wouldn't stay for him. He asked Can to stay so many times. Can would always respond the same way. He would tell Emre that without Sanem there was nothing keeping him there. Every time Can uttered those words it felt like a sharp dagger scraping Emre's skin. It wasn't meant to leave a mark, but it did.
Emre took another sip of his drink.
He continued to think about how he lost Leyla before he truly had her. How he missed his father. And also about his mother showing up just to cause trouble.
His thoughts were disrupted by the sound of his phone ringing. It was Ceycey.
Emre surprised and annoyed by the late call, picked up the phone.
Ceycey nervously shouted, "Emre Bey! Emre Bey is that you!?"
Emre with little patience responded, "Yes Ceycey It's me, you called me remember? Whatever the problem is at work it can wait until tomo-"
Ceycey interrupted Emre in a panic, "Can Bey is in a bad place!"
Emre went silent with worry as Ceycey continued,
"He wants to take a car home by himself, but I think I should go with him. I don't know, maybe he needs to go to a hospital? He keeps asking to go to the cursed rocks. I don't know what that means Emre Bey! Maybe he is losing it? I don't know..."
Emre could hear Can yelling in the background that he wasn't going to a hospital.
Emre replied calmly, "Don't take him to the hospital, Ceycey. Bring him home and I will handle it."
Ceycey reluctantly agreed and they both hung up the phone.
Although Emre sounded calm to ceycey, he was anything but. He never heard Can sound like that before. He wondered what happened tonight to make Can drink so much. Emre knew that Can was heartbroken over Sanem but...what changed tonight that made him spiral so quickly?
Emre was pacing nervously by the front door. The panic kept rising in his chest, as he kept replaying what Ceycey told him.
