Moonlight 💫

~chapter 9~

Feraye had never imagined that she and Yaman would be apart; they had always sworn to stay together no matter what, and she was always convinced that nothing could ever separate them. But she was mistaken; how could she have been so foolish?

She was now marrying a man she barely knew , even though they had basically grew up together she didn't really get to know Ates because he left at a young age and never came back until recently,but it was for the best. Ates displayed her kindness and saved her life, and that was enough to keep her moving, no matter how heartbroken she felt.

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"You what?" Hazal exclaimed after Feraye told her what had occurred between her and Ates earlier.

"Hazal, we're both helping each other out, and this marriage is going to solve all of our problems." I understand that it's unexpected; believe me, I still struggle to accept it, but it's the only way."

Was it actually the best solution? She didn't have any idea, but she knew that there was no turning back now.But she couldn't help but wonder if she was doing the right thing by marrying Ates.

"Feraye, you know I'll back you no matter what you decide; I'm with you. "Never forget that," her friend remarked, noticing her worried expression.

She was grateful to Hazal, who had been her best friend her entire life; she had always been there for her, no questions asked, and any time Feraye needed a shoulder to cry on, Hazal was there for her, no matter what.

"I really don't know what I would do without you, Hazal," she added, squeezing her friend tightly.

Feraye had spent the entire afternoon overthinking every single thing that had happened in less than four weeks. If someone had told her she'd be in this circumstance, she wouldn't have believed them. She was now pregnant and set to marry someone she barely knew of due to her irresponsibility. No, Yaman was entirely to blame for her not being able-

Feraye was too engrossed in her thoughts to notice that the bus she was in had unexpectedly halted in the middle of the road.

"What's going on?" "Why is this foolish man standing in front of the bus?" Said one of the passengers.

"Feraye, come out!" The sound of her name led her to gaze up at the front window of the bus.

"Yaman?" She muttered.

She had to get out, before he did anything else .

"Driver, could you please open the door?" she demanded, clutching her bag over her shoulder.
But she was too late , Once the door opened, Yaman dragged her away from it.

"Let me go, Yaman!" she shouted But he kept dragging her further away.

"why? Are you afraid? Is that why you ran away? He replied, tightening his grasp on her arm.

"You had no shame talking to me this morning about your marriage, so why are you running away now?" He proceeded

"Who exactly are you?"Why should I be afraid of you? I don't want to talk to you, so please leave me alone." She snapped, breaking his grip.

She had had enough of him pretending as if he wasn't accountable for anything that had occurred up to this point. How could he question her?

"Feraye, look into my eyes. How long have you been secretly dating my brother?" "Please tell me the truth.
"Were you being unfaithful to me this whole time ?" He questioned, cupping her face with his hands which she quickly pulled away from.

Feraye felt a surge of rage in her chest. Was he really going to stand there questioning her? When He didn't have the courage to even inform her that he was getting married.