Author's note:
⚠️⚠️PLEASE READ BEFORE CHAPTER⚠️⚠️
If you have not read the author's note that I posted between Chapters 20 and 21, please do so because I made a crucial change in the story. 😱😲🫢
Thank you! 🥰
Hope you enjoy the chapter! ❤️
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"Sanem," Can said, coming out of the room and seeing her in the kitchen.
"Yeah." She said as she was making tea, Çay (tea). "I want to ask you something, but I don't know how."
"Just ask." She said.
He smiled, his curiosity piqued, "How come you never had kids with him?" He said, piercing his lips.
"Because I never missed the mixture." She said. "Ever." She finished making her tea and walked over to the empty living room. "I was so scared of having a child with him that I made sure I would never miss it." She said as she sat on the floor, crossed her legs, and started to drink.
Can walked into the kitchen and poured himself some Çay (tea), "Whenever he would get mad at me because I wouldn't stop drinking it, he would leave, sometimes it was for days, others for weeks." She said. "Actually, about 4 years ago, he was gone for almost a year." She smiled. "I was happy because I didn't have to see him, but even though he was gone, I would still drink it," she said. "I learned that lesson long ago."
"Lesson?" he asked as he started walking to the living room and sat on the floor, leaning against the wall beside her. "Did he ever show up surprising you?" She nodded.
She took a sip of her Çay (tea) and nodded. "About 2 years after we got married, we fought because of the same thing, and he left. I was used to him leaving, but I also got used to him letting me know he was on his way back, or my father would tell me he was on his way back. So, I started to drink it. But, that time, he told no one. He was gone for about 4 days, and then he showed up unannounced." She said.
"What did you do?"
She smiled at the memory of everything she had to do to keep him away from her. "I remember that I said I was sick to my stomach and blurred out of the house without giving anyone a chance to go after me."
"No, one followed you?" He wondered as he took a sip of his Çay (tea).
"Well, I hid in the ocean since I had left my scent everywhere so that they couldn't find me, and swam to the east side of the city and went into the woods and found a few rabbits."
"You hate rabbits."
"I know." She said, disgusted. "But, I needed him to be away from me for a while, at least a week. I grabbed 3 rabbits, killed them, took them back to the property, and 2 hid them. I would, and I ate the third one before I went back and threw it in the ocean."
"So, that made you sick to your stomach," he said, understanding what she was doing. She nodded.
"Each rabbit made me sick for about 3 days."
"What did he say?"
"He thought I was pregnant, but everyone else knew what I was doing." She explained. "But, then, as the days passed, yes, I was sick to my stomach, but I was also drinking the cyder, and he would get mad at me, saying I was hurting the baby, but there was no baby." She said. "What an idiot." She laughed. "Then, once the rabbit excuse was done, and I was ok, and he didn't want to have sex with me."
"Did that upset you?"
"Why would it? I was very happy, more days to give the cyder a chance to do its thing. But as more days passed, he realized I was not pregnant, and he got mad and left again. But that was the last time I stopped taking it. I have never missed it ever since."
