The Sensation (A Turkish Tale)
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"Bekir was life, Ali was blood, Sedat was love."
Duygu was debris of a shattered girl trying to stand still in a world without her mother's warmth and her father's safety. She had three comrades carrying her. "My camels" she called them. What camels they were that they were the cruelest men in Istanbul. Even though they were trouble, there was only one truth for Duygu: Bekir was life, Ali was blood, Sedat was love.
And life was nothing but a pray for them. "I'm okay. We are okay. We'll always be okay." Sedat was a giant oak tree, having learned staying strong from the hard way. He was tired of life, had already abandoned love. He was a cruel man hiding behind the steel walls wrapping his heart.
Can love blossom among the knots tied by pain?
By turning an angel into a devil, can love take over the devil's soul?
Written by Işıl Parlakyıldız
Published by Müptela Publishing
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