Made For Me

Chapter 13

Ferit POV

Nazli has the most expressive eyes. It makes it impossible for her to hide what she's thinking or feeling, and right now they're pleading at me to not do this. But I had no choice, I needed her to understand that I can't be in a relationship where there is no trust. It was cruel of me, but I can't allow her to not confide in me. She was going through so much and not once did she talked to me about it. I know my wealth and family are intimidating but I thought she would eventually accept it and accept me... Can't she understand that I want to give her the world?

I hated having this conversation in my car. Tomorrow, I will be selling this car and driving the 2024 Mercedes-Maybach EQS680 SUV. Entering the penthouse I went straight to the bar and made myself an old fashion. I took a sip of my drink as my pain deepened. It hurt watching Nazli come to terms with our separation, as if she had accepted this unfounded belief that she wasn't enough for me. But in reality, it is me who isn't enough for her. My world is too dark for her pure soul. 

My life right now is pure fuckery! To find out after all these years that Pelin didn't cheat on me and that she suffered a miscarriage was a heavy blow. I knew my cousin Hakan was a dick but to know the extent of his evil ways came as a shock. He has always been jealous of me but to let his jealousy hurt Pelin and ruin our relationship was going too far. I take another gulp of my drink and walk to the floor to ceiling window to admire the city skyline. I wonder if Demet played a role in this? 

Tomorrow I plan to have a serious conversation with Hakan. A pain shoots through my hand and I look down, unclenching my fist. I need to control my anger. 

Now there's Pelin. I feel horrible that she had to suffer so much because of me. I run a hand over my face. To know that we lost a child breaks me. She didn't deserve that. I think about the agony she must have suffered alone saddens me. She didn't deserved that. I take another sip of my drink. She was my long term girlfriend who I thought I loved but it wasn't until I met Nazli that I understood the meaning of love. 

"I refuse to accept that we are separated Nazli." I say out loud and shaking my head. 

I sit down on the couch and I see Nazli everywhere. Every memory shared with her feels like a dagger to my soul, a constant reminder that it's over. 

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The morning comes and I wake up to a throbbing headache. I am a controlled level-headed person but when it comes to Nazli I lose all reasoning. I get up and start getting ready for work. 

As I drink another gallon of coffee, Sinan walks into my office. "Good morning Ferit." He says a little too happy for my taste.

"Why are you so happy?" I mumbled irritated. 

"Why are you so cranky?" He laughs as he sits down in front of my desk 

"Don't you have work to do?" I snarled. 

He continued laughing. "Why do you do that?" I snarled again. 

"Do what?" 

 "Act happy." 

"Tell me grouch, what's your problem?" I sigh and tell him all that has happened in the past 24 hours. 

"Pelin is the victim in all this" I say shaking my head.

"I hope you don't blame yourself for what happened... unless you have feelings for Pelin?"

"I shut those feelings for Pelin when I thought she cheated." 

"Shit, you got some serious problems my friend. You need to talk to Hakan because his actions are unacceptable. With Pelin, the private conversation you both shared makes me wonder if she has any expectations moving forward, especially given the history of your relationship. I do remember Pelin was a driven woman... And as for Nazli, she might need some space to adjust. She's been through a lot already, so dealing with your family dynamics could be tough on her."