The Best Is Yet To Come

The Princess and Her Albatross

Can Divit is speechless. He tries to open his mouth but can't form any words. What does this little girl know about an Albatross? Sanem's words keep ringing in his head.

"She's going to help you."

Ms. Housos' return disrupts his thoughts. He looks down at the little girl again. Can doesn't know what possesses him to kiss her hand. He finds himself melting by her shy smile. For the life of him, he can't bear the thought of leaving her alone. Can calls CeyCey over and asks him to play with her for a bit. Maybe CeyCey's infectious personality will bring some laughter in that little girl's life.

Can follows Ms. Housos back towards the nurse's station. As he asks his questions, she sadly replies that volunteers aren't needed for their orphanage. Therefore, Sanem couldn't have volunteered here. The director of this orphanage dedicated her life to taking care of the kids. Every prospective parent was personally interviewed by the director of the orphanage.

Sanem would've loved this woman. She would've even persuaded him to help. He can picture Sanem arguing her case with a vigor he's come to adore. His love always had a soft spot in her heart for the abandoned.

Can remembers her fondness for birdhouses. She always made sure the birds had something to eat and a place to keep warm during the winter months. He remembers how happy she was when he suggested they open a sanctuary for street animals.

When Ms. Housos gets called away for a minute, he decides to walk around and get a feel of the place. He even stops to visit some of the patients. To some, a word of kindness can go a long way. They feel as if they still matter. Can vows to come back before he goes back to Istanbul.

As he turns around the corner, something in his gut tells him to stop. He doesn't know why he does. He is inexplicably drawn to the room with the dim lights. Can stands in front of the window and stares. He can see a copious amount of wildflowers next to the bed. A slender hand lays on top of the coverlet hooked up to an IV line. The woman occupying the bed looks like a sleeping princess waiting for her Prince Charming. He feels the grip around his heart loosen and he can finally breathe again.

Finally.

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Phaedra Housos heard lots of rumors about Can Divit. She knew that he's gorgeous, rich, and famous. What she doesn't expect is a man with a heart of gold. Phaedra once told her boss that if Can Divit ever came to Greece, they'd erect a statue of him at the Acropolis. She just laughed, but there was something behind her action. It seemed almost bitter. For weeks, Phaedra watches her boss's reaction whenever she shows her countless pics of the man. All Phaedra knows is whomever Sanem Aydin is, she is a very lucky woman to have a man like that search heaven and hell for her.

Phaedra finds him in front of Room 115. She contemplates how to ask him to dinner when she notices him staring into the room. He traces the glass oddly. From her point of view, it looks as if he's tracing the woman's outline through the glass. Her boss does the same thing at times. She traces the magazine pictures delicately when she thinks no one is looking.

Phaedra suddenly realizes what is going on. There are too many coincidences for her to ignore. She approaches the man and asks.

"How do you know Artemis?"

She watches the man's lips contort into a wistful smile. She follows his eye of vision. His eyes zero in at a hand that held a ring with an unusual colored stone. Phaedra already knows the answer before he replies.

"She's my wife."