~Chapter 11~

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Feraye couldn't stop thinking about what happened earlier.
She kissed Ates!!!
She kissed Ates, who happens to be Yaman's Older brother !!!
How could she do that? Has she altogether lost her mind?Why was it so difficult for her to think clearly, and why didn't she stop herself?

''feraye Please sit down, you've been pacing around the room since you arrived. Azal stated.

"How can I be calm?" Azal, I just told you that I kissed my ex boyfriend's brother. I can't calm down because I'm scared about what he could think of me right now. He probably thinks that I'm the type of woman who throws herself when-''

''Please stop .Azal said, cutting her off. You are overthinking this; I'm pretty sure Ates forgot all about it by now; please stop straining yourself.''

But she couldn't because her skull was likely to explode any second. She had far too much going on. Why did she do this to herself? How was she expected to confront him now?

"I can't stay here for any longer, Azal. We have to leave now. I need to. "I need." She began panicking, on the point of a panic attack.

''Feraye, please be calm. You are overreacting. Sit down. "I'll get you some water," her friend offered before heading to the kitchen.

Feraye sat down and attempted to take deep breaths. Azal was right; she needed to stop stressing since it wasn't healthy for the baby.

But did she truly overreact? The facts were all there; she had kissed Ates, and while she was buried in thinking, a knock on the door shocked her, and she hurriedly shook her thoughts away.

The knocking continued, so she decided to open the door. She immediately regretted reaching out and opening the door. She couldn't find her words because the last person she wanted to see was standing in front of her, staring at her with an expression she couldn't exactly define, but she could tell he was upset and knew it was all her fault.

"Ates...," she finally replied, avoiding his keen gaze.

"What are you doing here?" she murmured, shattering the silence once more.
I brought you this.He said, giving her a lush green head scarf.You dropped it when you ran, so I figured I should bring it to you,'' he stated.

''Thank you,'' she quietly responded, avoiding his stare.

They were both hesitant; Feraye didn't know what else to say, and Ates didn't want to say something amiss, so they both stood there awkwardly, but it was Ates who ultimately broke the silence.

''Goodbye, feraye,'' he softly said as he walked away. She slowly lifted her head and saw him depart, heading down the stairs. why did it feel like she would never see him again?

"Feraye? Who was that?" Azal questioned, running towards her with a glass of water in her hand.

''Ates''

"Ates? How did he know you were here How does he even know where I live?''

''I don't know Azal; I didn't ask,'' she grumbled, closing the door and retreating to the couch she was previously seated on.

"well,What did he say?"

"Nothing. He just handed me my head scarf and said goodbye."

What exactly did "goodbye" mean?They were neighbors and would eventually come across each other, despite the fact that she had to leave for Istanbul soon. Why did he say it as though they would never cross paths again?

'Goodbye? "Is that all he said?" Her friend remarked.

"Yes, but I'm not sure what it means because we're going to see each other again because I basically work for him, so why is he saying goodbye to me as if it's the last time that we will see each other?" Feraye voiced frustration with Ates's words.

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