My take --Post 3 years ,does not seems to be part of AFK.
An invisible thread connects those who are destined to meet, regardless of time, place, and circumstance. The thread may stretch or tangle. But it will never break.
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"If winter comes, can spring be far behind?" --Shelley
She was engrossed in the painting, she just nodded her head. Then she recognized the soft voice. With a strange feeling she turned around; she was not surprised when she saw Emir standing there. In silence they looked at each other. It was difficult to resist his charm.
For once there was no mockery in his tone. "You knew I will be here,"
"Yes." She knew subconsciously when she saw his interest in her whereabouts. She thanked her stars that she had put on her glasses when was looking at paintings. She dared not look into his eyes, knew in her heart, she could not stay away from him. She didn't let her heart rule her.
"I was invited few days ago. But I had not planned to attend until I knew you would be here."
Feriha panicked,wanted to flee from there, away from him. What did he mean by that? Why had he come? Silently he held out his hand and she silently on her own took it.
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It was like old times. So much had passed between today and past. She did not want to think about the past for the time being. Together they walked, looking at the paintings. They reached the hall where music was playing. Some couples were dancing on the soft music. Feriha smiled ironically she could still recall the night so vividly when the first time she went to his club, Emir treated her something fragile. She could not resist him for long.
She came back to present with jolt when John called her name.
"Will you wait for sometime as I am talking to some artists? Oh, Mr.Sarrafoglu, we meet again!'
Emir nodded coolly then turned to Feriha,"I am leaving now; perhaps you would prefer to come back with me now, Miss Aynur. We both are going to same place. It will save your friend the drive."
She wanted to agree but she stopped herself, told him that John will drop her back. Emir bid them goodnight and left. She wanted to follow him but gave herself mental shake. John along with her joined his friends. She was feeling tired and wanted to go home. It seemed so natural to call Stornway as home...
She joined John's friends. The main topic of conversation was artists, paintings. John asked Feriha if she would have some drink. Feriha told him she would have something light. John returned with her drink. Feriha was tired now, she had another drink .She was being reckless. Emir's shadow was hovering over her mind. She wanted to shake off his presence. John noticed that Feriha was getting bored. He took leave of his friends, saying goodbye.
John took her back to home. She thanked him and bid goodbye to him. Silently she reached the front door, it swung open and she would have fallen if strong arms have not held her. She took control of herself and thanked him coolly.
"You are drunk?'Emir said coldly.
Not looking at him she said she was not drunk. She had only two light drinks. That does not make her drunk.
"You were supposed to return by twelve. It's now one –thirty. Why you are so late?"
"Get drunk,' she snapped at him sarcastically. She was tired and his tone was getting on her nerves.
His mouth tightened. "You have promised Ceylin that you would be home at midnight, you are not doing very well, are you?'
His face was in darkness. She could feel anger in his tone and his eyes on her. 'I will see you in the study before lunch. If Ceylin asks, you returned before midnight.'
She nodded quietly as she was feeling vulnerable. She wanted to get away from him. She bid him goodnight almost climbed the stairs in hurry as if devil was chasing her. She could almost feel Emir's eyes following her. She knew Emir was waiting for her. She changed into her night dress, went to bed. She wanted to keep distance as much she could but something was nagging at her mind that Emir had known all the time? What's stopping him? She had seen him looking at her strangely. She might be wrong too.
Feriha was awakened by Ceylin, who burst into her room and jumped into her bed. "Wake up! Its morning—you're sleepyhead!'
Feriha head was throbbing. She buried her face in the pillow and asked Ceylin what time was it. Then she noticed that Ceylin was all dressed up. She sat and took her in her arms, kissing her forehead. She got ready to face Mr. Emir. She took Ceylin's small hand in her hand both went downstairs to have breakfast. Mrs. Emine told her that Mr. Emir asked me to remind you that he would be waiting for you in the study.
It was enough to spoil her breakfast. She was not hungry anymore. She was in turmoil what Emir was going to talk about? Had he recognized her?
He was playing with her cat mouse game. She has seen different expressions in his eyes. Sometimes confused, sometimes looking at her softly and then turning away to hide his expressions. Then his aggressive tone. She didn't know what was waiting for her. she was entangled in her own made web.This new cynical Emir was new to her. Was she responsible for his changed behavior. both had changed in these last past years.
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