My days passed monotonously. My only comfort was that I could spend time in the gallery. Most evenings I stayed there until very late, swamped with work. It was the only way I could keep my mind off Him. Occasionally I would see Erica, but she was also swamped with work, and the rest of the time she was with Tarak. The two often traveled around Italy and explored new places together. I admired them.
Autumn had officially arrived - it felt colder and colder at the end of October. There was a certain charm to this season. I went to a business lunch with new potential partners. Since I was the first one in the restaurant, I decided to post a selfie on Instagram. I hadn't done this in a very long time as I was waiting for the wave of hate comments to subside.
I saw people approaching the table. I didn't recognize one of them, but looking at him, his facial features reminded me a lot of someone. He was a man in his 50s, but he was smiling and that made him look quite rejuvenated.
-Hello, nice to meet you. - The strange man offered me his hand. - Engine Yildiz
I almost stayed with my mouth open. Please? What are the odds that one of my potential new associates is Kenan's father?
Lunch went very well, we shook hands and everything went very smoothly.Leo had left a long time ago. And understandably so - it was nearly 10 o'clock and I was still in the gallery. I was sorting papers alphabetically. At one point I started yawning and realized I hadn't had a restful night in a month. The last time I slept well was when I was at Kenan's.
Suddenly I heard footsteps and stood up on the spot. Who could have walked in at that time? Why didn't I lock up? I opened the door and Kenan was standing in front of me. He looked down at me, and I didn't know what to say. I just stood still. I suddenly came to my senses and furrowed my brow.
-'What are you doing here, Kenan? Go away!", I told him, not letting him come in anymore.
-'I miss you, Belle. - He whispered.
-'Yeah, I've heard that before. But then it all ends badly for me!" after that sentence I felt tears welling up in my eyes. I tried my best to hold them back.
-Give me a chance to explain. - He said insistently.
-I don't want to see you, Kenan! You're hurting me. You did it before, you'll do it now. I can't believe I'm still in love with you!"I yelled at him and pounded my fists against his chest.
-'You're in love with me? - ' He whispered and a small smile seemed to cross his lips.
-"Get out of here!", I yelled at him and this time I couldn't hold back my tears. My tiredness and heartbreak had their say.I saw his face turn pale. He had never seen me so helpless. -"Please, please," I continued, pounding my fists on his chest again.-'Hey, what's going on here!' I heard a voice in the distance and footsteps coming towards us.
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Goal of my life | Kenan Yildiz
RomanceBelle, heartbroken and lost, finds herself in Turin, Italy, accompanying her best friend Erica on a business trip. this unexpected journey will lead her to encounter Kenan Yildiz, the rising star of Juventus. Their meeting sparks an unexpected conne...