"Welcome," the receptionist said when Rümeysa entered the academy building, as she had already gotten used to her bringing Fatih on her free days.
"Thank you. How is your day going?" Rümeysa responded as she extended her hand for a handshake, something she did all the time.
"It has been going well, but where is Fatih? I hadn't seen him during the week to congratulate him for winning his championship," said the receptionist as she looked around Rümeysa to see if he was hiding behind her or had passed her without her noticing, which she was very sure hadn't happened.
"He is not coming here today. I have a meeting regarding his application," Rümeysa said, not hiding her intentions for her visit at all.
"Oh," the receptionist said, surprised by her openness but not her decision. If even she, as a receptionist, knew about the situation, it wasn't difficult to deduce that such a decision was coming.
