The light in my darkness ✅

🌕CHAPTER 17🌑

In this chapter I will show a point of view that I  will not show often, Maybe, maybe not. Maybe you won't even see it again.

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Caroline's pont of view

Bunu what?

What does it matter anyway? I never make it a habit of studying Turkish

I mentally roll my eyes and focus on Matilda. Call it impolite by not building a conversation. I have learned first impression last long, Pauline thought me that. Look how quickly she charmed everybody.

Wait, why should I worry about-

"Wait, what? She is your oh-" My mouth open in shock.

"Are you okay? No, don't answer that. Where are you going and what is going on again? Caroline I have a feeling your brain aren't that slow," Talat said, his grandmother looked at me with a confused look on her face.

I watched her rummage through her hand bag and came up with a full bottle water.

Sweat burst out on my skin. I suddenly feel like running for fresh sir.  I look every where in the elevator, waiting for it to open.

"Caroline!"

I jump, literally.

Oh my God, please

"Is she the type to have episodes, dear?"

Episodes?

Episodes of what? Feeling like my mind can't hold anymore?

I couldn't even hear what they were saying. The elevator lift and I hurried out on the last floor, I walked to the door in a mad rush.

Finally, am outside.

Open space, beautiful scenery, calming

"Hey what was that all about back there? Look at me."

Him again, it's like somehow he is always there. Always. He held out a bottle of water and gave it to me.

"Drink it."

I moved off.

"Caroline, you are not moving until you drink this water," He swings me around by grabbing my upper arm and I hit  hard into his chest.

Adrenaline rush into me, my breath quicken and I feel foolish. My nose could smell his scent so strong on me. His masculinity is so high. I could smell it, is that even possible?

"Here, take it. Get in the car," He force the water in my palms and I had no choice but to drink.

I turn around there was his car.

"Who are you? You think- think- you can bos-boss me-"

He walked off leaving me stuttering.

"Get in the car Caroline."

"I have to go for my sister. I can't-"

"I'll drop you off."

"I can't go with you."

"Why?"

"You are a hypocrite, I try my best to stay away from hypocrites. You knew about my brother! You know shit about me that I don't even know about myself. Ever since I met you all you ever did is give me white lies and- and then- pretend as if - you - you chameleon!"

By now he was sitting half way in the car; one foot in one foot out, with his right hand on the steering. People were slowing down their steps when passing, obviously eavesdropping, which they didn't have to because I was now shouting at him, with tears running down my face.