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SEYRAN

When I woke up the next morning, the memories of last night still lingered, making my heart flutter. The warmth of Ferit's embrace, the way he looked at me with such intensity and care, it all made me feel more connected to him than ever before. As I lay there, wrapped in my thoughts, my phone buzzed on the nightstand.

I reached over to grab it, already smiling when I saw Ferit's name on the screen.

F: "Good morning, my love. Did you sleep well?"*

S: "Good morning! Yes, I did. And you?"*

F: "Perfectly, especially knowing you're mine. Listen, I have a surprise for you today."*

I felt a flutter of excitement. "A surprise? What is it?" I texted back, curious.

F: "How do you feel about a trip to Izmir? I want you to meet my family."

My heart skipped a beat. Meeting his family? This was a big step. I was nervous but also excited.  "I'd love that," I replied.

F: "Great! I'll pick you up in two hours. Pack a bag, aşkım."

I quickly got out of bed, feeling a mix of anticipation and anxiety. I rummaged through my closet, choosing a few outfits that would be perfect for meeting his family. I wanted to make a good impression, but I also wanted to be myself. After packing my bag, I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves. This was a big step for us, and I wanted everything to go smoothly.

Two hours later, Ferit arrived to pick me up. He looked as handsome as ever, with a charming smile on his face.

F: "Ready, güzelim?"

S: "Yes, let's go."

We loaded my bag into the car and set off for Izmir. The drive was filled with light conversation and comfortable silence, both of us enjoying each other's company. The scenery changed from the bustling city to the serene countryside, and I found myself relaxing more with each passing mile. Ferit reached over and held my hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

F: "Don't worry, aşkım. They're going to love you."

I smiled at him, feeling my nerves ease. "I hope so. I want to make a good impression."

F: "You don't have to try. Just be yourself. That's more than enough."

His words made me feel more confident, and I leaned back in my seat, enjoying the ride.

When we arrived at Ferit's family home, I couldn't help but be in awe. The house was elegant and welcoming, much like the Korhan family itself. His mother, Gülgün, greeted me with open arms.

G: "Welcome, Seyran! We've heard so much about you."

S: "Thank you, Mrs. Korhan. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Ferit's father, Orhan, was equally welcoming, though more reserved.

O: "It's good to finally meet you, Seyran."

We sat down in the living room, and the conversation turned to my studies and what I do.

G: "So, Seyran, what do you study?"

S: "I'm studying art history. I've always been fascinated by how art reflects culture and history."

O: "That's wonderful. Art is such an important part of our heritage."