Locked in the memory

Chapter 12: The meet

Murat's POV next day:

I woke up for probably the last time in this house. After a lot of debate with myself I decided to sell this house. The company is going through a financial crisis. I have to pay the bills of the vendors. It should have been already paid given the current bank balance, but the records are manipulated and there is no proof I paid them. To pay the vendors again, I have to sell my house. 

I get ready and make a quick toast and omlette for breakfast. I already informed Cagla I would be late. I head back upstaires and pack only my personal stuff as selling the house fully furnished would fetch me a higher value. This house had many memories of her. But now keeping my business afloat is a necessity I cannot ignore. I hope one day I will be able to buy this house back and get it to exact same condition as it is now. 

By the time I was done, it was almost noon. I call my mother to inform her I would be there for lunch. I loaded my bags in the car and returned to take one last tour of my house. My bedroom, where she once slept before Didem created her fake pregnancy drama, the kitchen which she almost destroyed in an attempt to cook me food. The living room overlooked at the swimming pool that witnessed our countless memories. I sat down smiling on the sofa. Sofa where she cuddled with me when I was sick. I took my time reminiscing our memories. This house that had witnessed us, would no longer be mine. I was afraid that the new owner would change this house so much that I wouldn't get it back to this state. But I had no other choice. I have to do it. With a heavy heart I locked the door and went to the Sarsilmaz house for lunch.

My mom was esctatic when she learned that I would be moving back in, as for Derya, she wasn't happy with this decision but for a moment I could swear I saw her smirk. Shaking off those thoughts I put my bags in my old room and rushed to office. 

Tuval overheard me instruct Cagla to get a property agent to list my house. "You don't have to do this Murat! Don't sell your personal property for the business!" she scolded. "What should I do then? Huh! Tell me!" This situation was frustrating. I know I shouldn't sell the house but I could not see the other way out. There was no way Tuval would give me solution so I engaged her in other work. I quickly wrapped up jobs at hand and headed home. I had to pack and sleep early. My flight leaves around 8 which means I've to get up early to reach the airport by 5 am. The time difference between here and vancouver will make me land at around 4pm the same day as tomorrow, ie Friday. The event was set for saturday early evening giving me enough time to adjust to the timezone change. 

FAST FORWARD TO SATURDAY AFTERNOON

Murat POV :

I don't know why but ever since I landed yesterday, I'm feeling restless. I feel like Hayat is near me. Could it be possible that I meet her here? Could it be possible that my Hayat will come back to me? Will I go back to Istanbul with Hayat? Shaking my head of the thoughts I looked at the clock. It was 4pm. I had to get ready for the event.

Backstage of the event location:

Hayat POV:

Théodore (Japanese descent but French by birth and now settled in Canada)

"Calm down Hayat! You were not even this nervous at the time of your first show. Tell me what is wrong?" asked Theo in his soothing voice. But I couldn't voice out the feeling. I had a feeling that HE was here. Somewhere near me. So instead I just said, " I'm just nervous today. I don't know why. I tried almost all calming techniques. Hardly any works!" He took my hands into his and said, " This is just like any other occasion, okay? This is totally your cup of tea! You've worked had and it has paid off! Trust me okay? Tonight is going to be perfect, just like you intend it to be." I gathered my thoughts for him. I promised I wouldn't let my thoughts ruin the event.