The narrative unfolds seven months post Episode 65, following Kaya and Suna's divorce, omitting Seyran's kidnapping or other events. The storyline delves exclusively into the evolution of Kaya and Suna's relationship, alongside their mental well-bei...
This chapter carries a lighter tone and concludes on a hopeful note. It marks the end of exploring Suna's perspective exclusively, with the upcoming chapter delving deeply into Kaya's emotions and thoughts. Enjoy!
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The next morning, Suna awoke with a pounding headache and a deep sense of overwhelm and shame. The sunlight filtering into the room felt harsh against her bleary eyes as she tried to piece together the previous night's events. Fragments of memories flashed through her mind—loud music, laughter, and the clinking of glasses. She winced as she recalled taking one drink too many.
Struggling to sit up, the throbbing in her head intensified with each movement, and she reached for a glass of water on the nightstand, hoping to soothe her parched throat.As she sipped the water, she realized she had no recollection of how she had made it back to her room.
Has someone helped her? The uncertainty only added to her sense of disorientation. Guilt washed over Suna as she thought about the last night, and now here she was, dealing with the aftermath of her reckless behaviour.
Summoning her resolve, Suna forced herself to get out of bed, albeit slowly. She stumbled towards the bathroom, wincing at the sight of her disheveled reflection in the mirror. Her makeup was smudged, and her hair was a tangled mess.
After splashing her face with cold water, Suna leaned against the sink, trying to collect her thoughts. She knew she needed to apologize to Seyran for her behavior. She deserved better from her, especially after her kindness towards her.
Feeling slightly more composed. She needed to rest and recover from the hangover, both physically and emotionally. And most importantly, she needed to confront the shame she felt and learn from her mistakes.
With a deep breath, Suna made her way back to the bed. The morning started with a headache and regret, and she wasn't willing to confront it now.
Seyran came to her after an hour, as she entered the room, her expression concerned and disappointed. "Good morning, abla," she greeted softly but worried.
Suna winced, her head throbbing. "Morning," she managed to mumble, feeling a knot of guilt tightening in her chest.
"You had quite a night," Seyran remarked gently, sitting down beside Suna on the bed.
Suna swallowed hard, memories of her drunken confrontation with Kaya flooding back. "I... I don't remember everything," she admitted shamefully .
Seyran sighed, placing a hand on Suna's shoulder. "You confronted Kaya at the event. Things got heated," she explained empathetically .
Suna closed her eyes, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "I did that?" she murmured, feeling a profound sense of remorse, but Seyran's eyes showed more to it. "What? Tell me what more I did!" Her voice was tumbling.
Seyran took a deep breath, her gaze softening as she prepared to share the difficult truth with Suna. "Abla, you tried to kiss Kaya last night," she began gently, her voice tinged with sympathy.
