Moonlight 💫

~Chapter 6~

Feraye was at a loss for words.

What exactly did he mean? How could she be pregnant? Why is this happening? , why now of all times?
She could not prevent the tears from pouring down her face.
Feraye heard someone enter the room and hastily brushed her tears away.
"Are you alright, Feraye?" Yaman rushes to her bedside.What was he doing here? Ferace turned her head to confront the guy who, until last night, was everything to her—the love of her life—but right now he was the last person she was interested in seeing.
"Why are you here ?" She asked swiftly, supposed by her own words.
"I heard you were in the hospital,so I came to see if you were okay," he says, stepping closer to her.
"Do you realize how shameless you are? Are you really asking me that after last night? She stated this while taking a step back. " Feraye: "NoNo, don't you dare say my name ever again. You lost that right once you decided to propose to my step sister , leaving me with no explanation, and now you're coming in here asking if I'm okay? "No, I'm not okay, Yaman, but I'll be because I have much more to live for now," she said, trying relentlessly not to cry.

"Feraye, please let me-" He was cut off when Ates returned to the room. Yaman took a step back and pulled his hand away from her shoulder what a coward she thought yo herself . "Yaman? , what are you doing here?" Ates questioned, glancing at Feraye .

"I heard Feraye was in the hospital, so I came to check if she was okay," he replied dryly. Ate approached them and handed Feraye a sweatshirt. "The doctor said you're free to go home now, Feraye," Ates informed her while standing directly in front of her.

They made their way out of the hospital, and Feraye was relieved to be outside, where she could breathe fresh air rather than suffocate in the hospital room, especially with Yaman present.
Yaman offered Feraye a ride home.  But she  instantly declined. "I want to go with Ates," she said without hesitation, stepping away from him and ignoring Ates' s perplexed expression.

After what felt like an eternity they finally made it to the mansion,The ride back home was awkwardly slow and silent. Feraye was still trying to digest the entire thing. It hit her hard, knowing that if Ates hadn't saved her, she would have killed herself and her unborn child. Even the thought of it made her ill to her stomach. She owed everything to the man sitting next to her, driving the automobile.
She rolled over to look at him; he appeared calm and focused, as if he had a whole in his mind, which is understandable given the situation.
"Ates," she whispered softly, unsure what to say but continuing, "I wanted to thank you for saving us, my baby and me. I want you to know how grateful I am to you,I'm not sure how I'll ever repay you, but I-''
"Feraye You have nothing to thank me for; anyone else would have done the same thing. Don't worry about it; there are more important things to consider right now. Whatever I did, I'd do it again if it meant keeping you safe. "I'll be there for you whenever and wherever you need me," he replied, smiling warmly and drove off.

Despite her reservations, Feraye made her way to the house, where she found her father waiting at the door with a worried expression. "Kizim?!" He exclaimed as she entered, "Are you okay? I was so worried about you."

"I'm okay, Dad. "I'm sorry I made you worry," she murmured, suppressing the want to cry. What would her father think of her when he discovers she is carrying a child of a man he had no idea she was with, and that man is married?