Right after the end of the second world war, at age 22, Kiraz Aznavour is faced with a shocking revelation on her mother's death bed : she was adopted.
Follow the young girl in her journey to discover the truth about her biological parents, an impos...
A lot of you were eager to read some Eda-Serkan-Kiraz family moments so I decided to post another chapter, that makes it 4 in a week, my spoiled readers !
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Here is what a baby bottle could look like in the 1920s, no plastic.
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Kiraz wiggled her arm again, and her sleeve rolled down to reveal her forearm.
Eda's insides froze with shock at the sight of the still red and raw, but slightly healing burn mark that said "KIRAZ".
Her eyes widened and the dizziness intensified, she was dreaming, she was going crazy, she was seeing this, surely, this was not real.
Shock toppled her like a wave and Eda felt her legs give out, she sank to her knees, eyes frozen and wide on the baby's forearm and her lips parted in shock.
Eda held her forearm, blinking and squinting her eyes, she was dreaming, she was mistaken. Breathing with anxiety, she noted the blanket the baby was wrapped into carefully. It was the same blanket.
