Lucky

Chapter 6

Their birthday had officially ended and Eda had spent the last five minutes left wishing him happy birthday, then resting her forehead on his.

He moved a little and left a small kiss on the space between her eyebrows, just a touch on her skin, capable of making them both feel the same electricity from head to toe.

That moment was so intimate they both didn't want it to end but Eda was the first one to take the courage and start moving away from his embrace.

- I'm so tired. I... I need to sleep. She said awkwardly, fixing her gaze on the floor while sniffling.

- Come on, I'll put you to bed.

She grabbed her pijama and made her way to the bathroom placed next to her room. The floor was cold under her bare feet but she realized this sensation only at that moment, after being wrapped in the warmth of Serkan's arms.

She removed her make-up and washed her face, brushed her teeth, and put her hair in a messy bun. She stared at her reflection in the mirror for a moment.

Her blue dress was still on her body. Eda didn't dare to take it off, especially now that it had taken his perfume. Again.

And the memories of that date, the first and last one that could be called like this, began to surface while she stared at the void.

It was a late spring afternoon a few years earlier, and Serkan and Eda were on the campus lawn studying for the exams.

Serkan was about to leave for a month to attend a stage in Rome, before the last exams.
He was leaving on the weekend, so he spent every minute of his free time from class with Eda.

Serkan liked to distract himself from studying by watching Eda concentrate on underlining entire sentences and paragraphs of her books.
Or maybe it was his book that distracted him from watching Eda, from time to time.

Eda was two years younger than Serkan, but they both attended architecture school.
They had met during his first year of university, since Serkan was the same age as her brother Engin, also enrolled in the same faculty, with whom Serkan had established a beautiful friendship.

Engin had told Serkan the story of him and Eda, from the loss of their parents in a violent car accident to the difficult life in the orphanage, despite the affection of teachers, educators, and volunteers.
When he reached the legal age to do it, Engin had the chance to live independently again, taking Eda with him.

Serkan helped Engin and Eda a lot, welcoming them into his house every Sunday and making his father's company take care of the renovation of their parents' old house.
But especially by giving them, together with his family, those moments of warmth and family affection that the Yildiz had been missing for a long time.

And Serkan did it for love, without wanting anything in return.

He did it because he had found in Engin a friend, a brother he could always count on.
And he had found in Eda his best friend and the woman who had made him know the existence of this mysterious feeling called love.

- Serkan Bolat, why are you looking at me like that?
Eda caught Serkan out of the corner of her eye looking at her instead of studying, with a gaze captivated by her beauty.

She could read it in her green-blue eyes, which always lit up in front of her.

- How am I looking at you?
Serkan provoked her with his usual irony.

- Like you're in love with me!
And there it was, Eda being Eda, who let escape from her mouth the first words that passed through her mind.