A MAN'S SORROW CUTS DEEPER

The place she belonged...

In a room lit by a dim light, Sanem watched her big sister spread her wings and release the talent of singing she hid for so long. By the end of the song she transformed from a shy beginner to a professional singer without even realizing it. Sanem was thankful that she was able to share this special moment with Leyla and Emre. But she was especially thankful that Can was there with her too...

Through a series of little mishaps, Sanem came across a list of items she assumed were Can's things of what he looked for in a woman. The list presented itself as a challenge because none of the items matched her. But she was the type of a woman that always accepted a challenge head on. She did so now too. Some of the items called for a polished, classy, and modern look, none of which matched her current style. And now thanks to that list, the woman sitting next to Can clad on a stunning red dress that made her feel both uncomfortable and breathtakingly beautiful. Yet as beautiful as she felt, Leyla and Emre seemed not to notice her change. Worse, Can seemed to be completely oblivious to her transformation as well. She vowed she would make him admit she did change...

The opportunity to do just that presented itself when the DJ played an old familiar tune. The old Sanem wouldn't dare to send any signals Can's way in hopes he would ask her to dance. But the new Sanem, fueled by the list of desires that Can looked for in a woman, wasted no time in asking him first to dance. And that was, she realized, her sweetest misfortune...

He was taken aback by her offer. Even if he tried his best to hide it, she saw it in his eyes. He hoped for it, but was afraid in his heart to reach for her first. When he took her hand in his, she could have sworn she saw sparks fly. She could not have explained what it felt like to have his hand holding hers again. Her heart remembered all those dozens of dozens of times his hand held hers. All those times his hand touched hers seemingly by accident. That surge of emotions that went straight to her heart was as strong now as it was in the past...

He led her to the dance floor, and all reality disappeared. The words that came to her couldn't have made any less of a sense. Drink or no drink, how could she have thought straight when he held her so close? She made a tiny request. A small plea, to rest her head on his chest. The moment she did so, the beat of his heart rang with all the love's melody in her soul. How could she have survived without that beat for all this time? How was it possible she felt so at home listenning to that sweetest drumming of his heart? How was it possible for her own heart to match up to his rhytm? And she remembered. This was her safe place, where she belonged. If that was the only sound she was ever to hear for the rest of her life, it would have been enough...

She could no longer deny her love for him. How does one deny the one thing they need to survive? How long could she pretend he was just her neighbor? How long could she pretend it did not affect her to see he treated her as only and just that? Being held in his arms was the greatest gift she received from the stars. And she hoped they would find a way for her to remain in that place she belonged for as long as they both should live...