01 : 𝘙𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴

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Note: This is my first time writing a book, so please read at least four chapters before judging me or my characters. They’re like my babies, and I won’t tolerate any disrespect towards them, huh!

(Note : Azra Yilmaz Aka Sofia Joseph)

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A beautiful girl awakens at the crack of dawn, her delicate features illuminated by the soft morning light

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A beautiful girl awakens at the crack of dawn, her delicate features illuminated by the soft morning light. Azra Yilmaz, the picture of innocence, rises at 6:00 AM.

Her morning ritual begins in the kitchen, where she prepares breakfast and completes household chores with a gentle grace. Music fills the air, a sweet escape from the burdens of her reality.

Her smile is enchanting, capable of captivating anyone who glimpses it. Yet, behind this smile lies a resilience, a determination to find joy amidst her sorrows. Azra's small, delicate hands move swiftly as she works, embodying both strength and fragility.

 Azra's small, delicate hands move swiftly as she works, embodying both strength and fragility

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Meet Azra Yilmaz

I’m Azra. There isn’t much to say about myself, really, except for the fact that I love to bake. But my story? It’s a little more complicated. I’m in my second year studying pathology, hoping to follow in my father’s footsteps in medical research. He was my hero, a brilliant mind with so much passion for his work. My mother, she was the heart of our home a gentle soul, always making everything feel safe. They were the pillars of my world.

But then…. one just one  tragic accident changed everything literally everything. They were gone. In.... a blink. Now, my world is much smaller. It’s just me, my little sister Lily, and my best friend Lara. They’re all I have left.

Lily is my heart, and Lara my rock. We’ve been friends since high school, and she’s always been there for me. Even though Lara is Turkish, she’s been living in Edinburgh for the past five years, and the distance hasn’t changed a thing between us.

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