Kimsin Sen-2

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So after we managed to bump into Ender Bey in the lobby of the hotel where he was having lunch every Tuesday after a golf match, we've gotten invited to dinner at his family mansion. His wife was missing Istanbul's creative and artful life so he seemed to be really joyous about this addition of company. 

Eda was wearing a little light pink summer dress, her hair all over the place, blushed cheeks and her big brown eyes looking part in wonder part in mock out of her head. Her presence, the scent of jasemine she was spreading all around and her constant mock of all the luxury around her was really wearing me out but seemed to bewitch Ender Bey especially. As I was actually trying to hold my distance I was catching myself grinning like an idiot and almost giggling over her remarks about the all gold interior of he lobby ridiculously mixing Art Nouveau, Barock and Rococo. I had been known that she was the best student of her university but hearing her knowledge in this easy and funny manner was something else. I remembered asking her KIMSIN SEN? for the very first time when she drove my car and made it drift like she was doing it for a living. Yes, everything seemed easy with her and no, she was fearing nothing and also yes i still did not know who she was.

By now I had stopped asking it out loud but she was constantly surprising me with a remark here and a reaction there, i was never prepared, seeing the world out of her eyes was like a drug. Everything seemed dull and grey when she was not around, even if it was only her sitting in the corner and smiling at me over the whole room. 

She was really like a drug, like the warmth of the sun I never thought I care for before. Most times I was finding myself completely lost in her presence, staring at her face when she was talking about anything and everything, after these moments I was hating myself for losing it again. What was she doing to me, I needed to hold my distance. She would be out of my life in 2 month, I could manage that, i had managed harder tasks, didn't I?

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