These are short stories I've written of certain Can and Sanem scenes that I wished had gone differently (from episode 43 and onward). They are written from my point of view, and my ideas of what should have been said between our two lovers when they...
This scene in episode 46 was already written and shot when I penned this scenario, but here is my take on what could have happened with Can and Sanem when they are stuck inside that closet in Cemal's warehouse. As always, I wanted more conversation with them, and take advantage of the fact the they were finally alone and could truly express themselves (aka talking & kissing). Of course, this was before we all knew about the surprise kiss at the end of 46!
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Sanem stood with her ear to the door, listening for any sounds or movements from the other side. She had sought out and come after Cemal in his own factory, but had not yet seen him. She had gotten herself trapped in a corner and had almost gotten caught by one of his workers, but Can had showed up at the last minute and rescued her. They had found this closet to hide out in and were waiting for the coast to clear before trying to sneak back out.
Speaking of Can.....Sanem turned her head to look for him and found him right alongside her, his own ear pressed to the door. He was looking at her, his beautiful brown eyes studiously examining her face, as if trying to memorize every single part of it.
"Can? Are you okay?" Sanem whispered.
Can blinked, as if coming out of a trance. "Yes," he whispered back slowly. "And you? Are you okay?"
Sanem nodded. "I'm fine." She gestured to the door. "But how are we going to get out? We don't know how long they're going to be out there. And how can we be sure we weren't seen?"
Can sighed and rubbed his temples. "I don't think we were, but we need to be extra careful." He puffed out a frustrated breath. "Sanem....I don't think coming here and confronting Cemal was a good idea. Or at least, we should have done it together. I should never have let you go in first."
"What?" Sanem squeaked out. She couldn't believe Can was bringing this up now. "Then why didn't you say something before I came storming in here? Why didn't you stop me if you wanted to?"
"Because I was trying to do what you wanted!" Can whispered loudly.
Sanem frowned. What in the world was he talking about? "When has my wants ever stopped you from trying to do what you think is best? And what makes you think you know what I want, anyway?"
Can let out a big sigh. "From your list. You said your ideal man will not oppose your decisions, he will support them. So when you wanted to come in here and face Jemal yourself, I let you."
Sanem stared at him, mouth agape. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. "So, you let me put us in possible danger because of what I said on a stupid list? Really, Can?" She threw up her hands in frustration and started pacing around the small closet space. "I can't believe this! Of all the stupid, idiotic things ------"
Suddenly, Sanem spun around to look at Can, and then grew still. She studied him up and down, her eyes scrunching up as they traveled from the top of his head all the way down to the bottom of his feet. She took in his pulled back hair, then the blue polo shirt and semi-dressy pants, and dressy shoes. Gone was the wild and free hair, the loose half-buttoned shirts and jeans that looked so good on him it should be illegal. Gone also were the boots, and his accessories, his trademark necklaces and rings. The Can Divit she was looking at now was very different from the Can Divit she had come to know all over again these past few weeks and had come to love even more.
