This Is Not A Fairytale ( Kaysun )✓

Chapter Three

I've worked my ass off so here you go hahahah <3

The room felt heavy with unspoken words as Suna and Kaya stood on opposite sides, each carrying the weight of their own emotions. The atmosphere crackled with tension, a palpable sense of the unknown lingering in the air. Suna took a deep breath, the cool night air she had just encountered in the garden still clinging to her skin. She met Kaya's gaze, the depth of her eyes revealing a complex tapestry of feelings. In that moment, she felt a surge of courage to confront the shadows that threatened to unravel their connection.

"I can't keep pretending that everything is fine," Suna admitted, breaking the silence. "There are things we need to address." Kaya nodded, a mixture of anticipation and trepidation in his eyes.

"I'm listening, Suna." The truth hung in the air, an unspoken understanding that they needed to navigate the murky waters of their relationship. Suna hesitated for a moment before finding the words. "I can't shake the feeling that I'm losing you, Kaya," she confessed, her vulnerability laid bare. "Every time I see you with Pelin, it feels like I'm being pushed away."

Kaya's expression softened, a genuine concern replacing the frustration that had marked their earlier conversation. He took a step closer, closing the distance between them. "Suna, you're not losing me," he assured, reaching out to gently cup her face. "I married you because I want to do this with you, and no one can change that. But we can't let insecurities dictate our relationship."

The sincerity in his words tugged at Suna's heart, a conflicting blend of comfort and doubt swirling within her. She wanted to believe him, to trust that their love could weather any storm, but the shadows of insecurity cast long tendrils. "I want to trust you, Kaya, I really do," she admitted, her gaze faltering for a moment. "But it's hard when I feel like I'm competing for your attention with someone who clearly dislikes me."

Kaya sighed, his thumb gently brushing against her cheek. "Pelin's presence complicates things, I won't deny that. But you have to trust that I'm committed to our marriage. I can't control how she feels, but I can control how I respond." Suna nodded, a mixture of appreciation and apprehension in her eyes. The complexities of their situation weighed heavily on both of them.

As they navigated the delicate dance of emotions, the room became a battleground where trust and doubt collided. "I need time," Suna finally admitted, her voice carrying a hint of sadness. "Time to figure out how to trust without letting fear consume me." Kaya nodded, respecting her need for space and understanding. "Take all the time you need, Suna. I'll be here when you're ready." With a silent acknowledgment, Suna turned away, retreating to the edge of the room. The distance between them mirrored the emotional distance. Kaya watched her go, a mix of longing and patience etched on his face. As the door closed behind her, Suna couldn't shake the feeling that their relationship hung in the balance, caught between the echoes of past wounds and the fragile hope of a shared future.

Meanwhile, she found herself with Ferit again, who guided Suna to a quiet spot in the mansion's garden, away from prying eyes and the weight of the ongoing drama inside. The night air carried a cool breeze, providing a stark contrast to the emotional tempest Suna was weathering.

"Suna," Ferit spoke gently, his eyes reflecting a brotherly concern. "I can see that whatever you're living is tearing you apart. What happened between you and Kaya, hm, will you tell me?"

Suna sighed, her shoulders slumping with the weight of her emotions. "It's just everything, Ferit. Kaya acting all friendly with Pelin, you and Seyran, the constant feeling of being on edge. I don't know how much more I can take." Ferit placed a comforting hand on her shoulder, offering a silent reassurance. "You're not alone, Suna. Whatever you're going through, I am always here for you."