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AŞK, YASAK OLDUĞU YERDE Mİ BAŞLAR?

Benimki, hem yaş farkı hem de aile bağlarının ördüğü kalın bir duvarın arkasında başladı. Bora, hayatımın istikrarıydı; ama kardeşi Arslan, tüm denklemi alt üst eden kontrolsüz bir değişkendi.

Suçluluk, arzu ve korku... Bu üçü, Bora'nın evinde attığım her adımda peşimdeydi. Bora'nın evinin gölgeleri altında kurulan yasak bir yakınlık, geri dönüşü olmayan bir ihanetin başlangıcı oldu. Şimdi seçim yapmam gerekiyor: Güvenli bir gelecek mi, yoksa tüm hayatımı yakacak kadar güçlü olan o yasak anların alevi mi?

Bu hikaye, sırların en yakınınızda saklandığı ve en küçük fısıltının bile bir felaketi tetikleyebileceği bir ihanet sarmalıdır.
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