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PARA:1
Aiyla Koç was a rising star — not a club singer, but one of Istanbul's most beloved young voices. She lived in Istanbul, studied at Istanbul University, and shared almost every moment of her life with the boy she loved… Yaman Karadeniz, her classmate and her best friend.
Their friendship had slowly melted into love. Five years of a bond so deep that even the walls of their university recognized them.
One afternoon, they sat together near the wide staircase of the university. Aiyla leaned into his chest, her arms wrapped around him as if protecting her entire world.
"Yaman," she whispered softly, "we've been in love for five years now… and this is our last semester. Aren't you going to give our relationship a name? Why don't we get married?"
Yaman looked at her for a long moment, then kissed her gently on her cheek.
"Don't worry," he murmured. "I'll never leave you."
Aiyla tightened her hug."Then talk to your mom and dad. I don't want to lose you, Yaman. I've already lost everyone else… I can't lose you."
Yaman frowned slightly."Lose? What have you lost?"
PARA:2
Aiyla shook her head quickly."No, no… I'm just saying I can't lose you."
Yaman laughed softly and tapped her nose."Okay, okay. I'll talk to them."
The next day when they met, she immediately asked,"So? Did you talk to your parents?"
Yaman hesitated."Hmm… I asked my dad. He agreed."
Aiyla fell silent, lost in thought… then slowly asked,"And what about your mom? What did she say?"
He sighed."I haven't talked to her yet. Didn't get a chance."
"So you mean… you'll never ask her? You'll just keep avoiding it?"
Yaman held her cheek gently."Cutie… I promise I'll talk today. Don't be angry. And your dad — he doesn't live here, right? When will you introduce me to him? You always say he lives with your uncle."
Aiyla paused, thinking of something.
"Aiylaaa?" Yaman waved a hand in front of her face."Madam, earth to Aiyla?"
She blinked."Huh? Yes, yes… I'll introduce you. I also need to tell you something important."
YAMAN SAID:"What?"
"Later," he replied. "Let's not talk here. I'm hungry....."
PARA:3
That evening, Yaman went home and told his parents everything.His mother narrowed her eyes.
"Show me her picture."
Yaman hesitated."Not now. Soon."
"No," his mom insisted. "Show me now."
He finally opened his phone and showed her a photo of Aiyla.
His mother stared at it for a few seconds…"I've seen this girl somewhere."
"Where?" Yaman frowned.
"Your father said the same thing. Her face… I recognize it. What's her full name?"
"Aiyla Koç."
Her mother's expression changed instantly."And her father?"
"Demir Koç."
That was enough.
"No," his mother snapped. "You will NOT marry her. Listen carefully, Yaman — we will only accept your engagement with CELINE. That's final."
Yaman's world froze."Mom! At least tell me why. You both agreed earlier, why suddenly no?"
His mom's tone grew cold."Enough. Your engagement will be with CELINE. End of discussion."
PARA:4
Yaman stood up, furious."I won't agree until I know the reason. And I won't leave Aiyla. She is my love — and I will never leave her."
He left the house angrily and went straight to Aiyla's home.
The guard informed her gently,"Ma'am, Yaman Bey is here."
"Let him in."
Yaman entered, eyes tired, face frustrated."You here… this late?" she asked softly.
"I had a fight with my mom. Left the house. I won't go back unless she listens."
Aiyla stepped closer, holding his cuff."Yaman… she's your mother. You can't leave home because of anger. Go back, please."
"Please don't take her side," he whispered."Or if you want me to leave even from here… just say it."
Aiyla cupped his cheeks."Okay, okay… I'm sorry. Did you eat anything?"
"No."
She smiled and brought Alfredo pasta. Sitting beside him, she fed him lovingly with her own hands. Afterwards, she gave him one of his comfortable T-shirts to sleep in and showed him a guest room.
But later that night, Yaman couldn't sleep.
He quietly walked into Aiyla's room.
She sat up."Mr. Yaman, where do you think you're going?"
He giggled."To you. I can't sleep. Maybe if I hug you… I will."
Aiyla's heart softened.He wrapped his arms around her, and they fell asleep together.
The next morning, they woke up tangled in each other's arms.Aiyla kissed his cheek, freshened up, prayed her morning prayer, and prepared to start her day.
Yaman entered the kitchen, smiling."You're awake?"
Aiyla turned and looked at him.
Their story had just begun…
PARA:5
Aiyla smiled softly."Breakfast is ready… and I've kept clothes for you. They're hanging in the washroom."
Yaman smiled back, changed quickly, and joined her for breakfast.
Just when they finished eating, his mother called.
Yaman picked up."Mom?"
"Where are you? Why didn't you come home?" her voice was sharp.
"Mom, please listen… I want to talk about something important."
"Fine," she said coldly. "Come home. Then we'll talk."
That night at 9 PM, Yaman reached home.
He stood in front of his mother."Now tell me. What's wrong? Why are you refusing?"
She took a deep breath."Sit. I'll tell you."
Yaman sat.
His mother finally spoke,"Aiyla… is the daughter of your father's old friend. And that girl… she hurt her own father. She hit him. That's her truth."
Yaman froze.
"What?"
"If you don't believe me," his mom added, "then go and ask her."
Rage burned in his chest.Without another word, he got up and stormed out of the house.
He reached Aiyla's place.She wasn't home, so he waited.
After a while, the door opened —Aiyla entered, saw him sitting there, and smiled.
"What happened? Your mom didn't agree?"
PARA:6
But the moment she saw his face, her smile faded.He was looking at her with pure anger.
Yaman's voice trembled,"So… your past. You kill your own father?"
Aiyla stared at him, shocked."Who told you that?"
"Just answer me. Yes or no."
A tear slipped from her eye."Yes… that's my past. But whatever they told you is not the truth."
She moved closer, holding his hand."Yaman, please listen to me once. I'll tell you everything."
But he yanked his hand away."Killer. I loved a killer for so many years?"
Aiyla flinched as if someone had slapped her."Yaman, no! I didn't kill my father!"
He walked out angrily.
She ran behind him."Please! Listen to me once — just once!"
Yaman sat in his car.She knocked on the window, crying desperately.
"Please, Yaman… just listen—"
PARA:7
But he started the car and drove away at full speed.
Aiyla ran after him until she fell at the doorstep of her house, crying uncontrollably.
Next morning, she went to the university —but Yaman didn't come.
Three days passed.
He still didn't show up.
On the fourth day, all their friends were gathered near the cafeteria:
Melis and her boyfriend Savash,Eylul — Aiyla's best friend,Nisa,Alara,and Murat — the boy who once had feelings for Aiyla.
Yaman arrived at the group."I want to tell you all something tonight. Meet me."
They all agreed.
Aiyla stood nearby and said softly,"Yaman… I need to talk to you."
He ignored her and started walking away.
Savash and Murat spoke up,"Yaman, Aiyla is talking to you."
He turned slightly."Hmm. Say it."
"Can we talk privately?" she asked.
"Fine."
They stepped aside."Yaman, will you come home today? I need to talk to you."
PARA:8
"No," he said coldly."I'm late for class."
He left.
That night, he invited all his friends —except Aiyla.
Next day, Aiyla didn't come to university.She had a fever and anxiety from crying entire nights.
A whole week passed.
Murat finally called her."Why aren't you coming? Are you okay?"
"Yes… just fever," she whispered.
Savash, sitting beside him, asked,"She's okay?"
"Yeah… just fever," Murat replied.
Everyone knew what Yaman needed to be told —but Aiyla didn't know yet.
After class, Savash and Yaman sat together.
Yaman sighed,"Aiyla hasn't come to the university. Did she leave for good?"
"No," Savash shrugged."She probably can't face you. She's ashamed. She said she has a fever and anxiety… you know how bad her anxiety gets. That's why she used to take sleeping pills — you're the one who made her stop."
Yaman looked down."Yeah… she has anxiety."
He left for home but suddenly reversed the car, bought a bouquet, and drove straight to Aiyla's house.
The door opened —Murat was standing there.
He had come to check on Aiyla and bring her medicine.
From inside, Aiyla called,"Murat? Who is it?"
She walked out and froze.....WHO is in the door?....
PARA:9
"Yaman…?"
Yaman turned around to leave.
She quickly slipped into her slippers and ran after him."Yaman, stop! Where are you going?"
He looked at Murat with anger and walked away.He threw the bouquet into the dustbin, sat in his car, and drove off.
Aiyla stood there helpless.
She went inside.Murat asked,"What happened to him?"
Aiyla forced a smile through watery eyes."Nothing… maybe he had something important."
Murat gave her medicine and took care of her.
Later, Eylul arrived.The moment she entered the room, Aiyla hugged her tightly and broke down in sobs.
"He came to see me… but when he saw Murat, he left."
Eylul stroked her hair."When he learns the truth, he'll come to you himself. Don't worry."
She held Aiyla until she cried herself to sleep.
Outside, Eylul told Murat,"Let's go. She cried herself to sleep. Thanks for being here."
Next morning…
Aiyla barely slept.Dark circles shadowed her eyes.
The doorbell rang.
Her hands trembled as she walked to open it.....
PARA:10
Melis, Eylul, Savash, Nisa, and Murat entered.
But Yaman wasn't there.
Aiyla paused… then forced a smile."hello HEY… you all came…"
Eylul immediately hugged her — she could feel Aiyla had cried all night.
Everyone sat in the lounge.
Melis spoke,"You weren't coming to university, so we came ourselves."
Aiyla smiled weakly."I had submitted an application… thank you all for coming."
Melis smirked,"We came to see you… but also to tell you something important. You're coming tomorrow, right?"
Aiyla frowned."Where?"
Melis raised an eyebrow."You seriously don't know? Your best friend didn't tell you?"
Aiyla's heartbeat sped up."Which best friend?"
is it yaman or someone else???
PARA:11
Melis folded her arms."You really don't know Yaman's engagement is tomorrow? We're all going. The theme is bloody red."
Aiyla went pale.But she forced a smile and said softly,
"Oh… really? I didn't know. I was really sick.Of course I'll go. Who else will congratulate my best friend?"
Melis laughed."Good. And by the way… your outfits are always the best. I want to wear your bloody red outfit — the one you perform in."
Aiyla smiled."Okay… but tell me one thing:Are you girls getting ready from here?"
"Should I call the make-up artist too?" Aiyla asked softly.
Melis nodded."YES And you come— show me your wardrobe. I want to choose something."
All the friends entered Aiyla's closet room.It was attached to her bedroom — a big, walk-in space.
Melis looked around in awe."You have so many bloody-red outfits… any special reason?"
Aiyla smiled faintly."I used to wear this color a lot… someone said it looked good on me. So I liked it."
Melis pointed at her prayer mat and coat in the corner."You keep these here too?"
Aiyla nodded proudly."I pray regularly. My dad always followed religion, so I do the same."
Melis selected an outfit and held it up for Savash."How does this look?"
Savash placed his car keys on the table and said,"Very good. But we're getting late."
They all started walking downstairs.
Eylul hugged Aiyla tightly, whispering,"Be brave… and don't cry....MY Little BABY..."
Aiyla forced a smile and nodded.After they left, she sat alone in her closet — and broke down.Her sobs echoed painfully through the whole room.
Savash came back in to pick up his car keys…but stopped when he saw her sitting on the floor, crying uncontrollably.and she saying something....
PARA:12
She kept repeating through her tears,"I didn't kill my dad… my mom did…"
Savash sat beside her gently."Aiyla… are you okay?"
She shook her head violently."No, I'm not okay… I lost my love, I lost my dad, I lost my uncle…All because of Yaman.His father wanted me to marry his son, Emre… and now I've lost everyone."
Savash held her hand."Don't cry… tell me the truth."
Aiyla wiped her tears and finally spoke,
"I didn't kill my father.I was five years old… Mom and Dad always fought.One day Dad found out Mom was ditching him for someone else.They had a huge fight.I was hiding beside the couch… terrified.
My mom… she picked up a gun.And she shot my dad in front of me.I went into trauma.Then she put the gun in my hand and blamed me.Everyone believed her.
Four years later, my uncle came from America.He learned the truth… proved my innocence…and took me with him.He became my guardian.
When I grew up, became a singer, became strong… I took over my father's business.I even have the footage — all the proof.My mother is in jail now."
Savash sighed deeply."Don't worry.When Yaman learns the truth, he'll come to you.Trust me."
He stood up."I should go. They're waiting for me downstairs. I only came to take my keys."
Next day arrived —the day neither Yaman nor Aiyla was happy.
PARA:13
Aiyla woke up early.She opened the dress Yaman had bought with her the day they went shopping together.
A burgundy satin prom dress.He had said,"When I get engaged, meet me the next day wearing this."
She stared at the dress… then placed it back inside the same black round gift box he gave her.
Her friends had arrived.The maid informed her,"Ma'am, your friends are here."
"Okay," she said quietly.
The make-up artist had already been booked by the girls.Everyone got their make-up done.
Aiyla wore her long velvet red prom dress —the color that once belonged to her love.
When her friends reached the venue, they waited inside Yaman's house.Yaman had arranged the engagement setup in the garden.
Aiyla entered the house quietly.Yaman was upstairs in his room talking to Savash.
"I'm just listening to my mom," he said."I'm not doing anything wrong, right? She can't be innocent."
Savash stared at him."She IS innocent.And you can still stop this, Yaman.She still belongs to you.Are you really going to lose your love because of your mother's lies?"
Yaman's heartbeat grew heavier.
Meanwhile, inside the house, Celine — the bride — stood with her cousin Leyla.
Aiyla approached them politely."Umm HEY… which one is Yaman's room?"
Leyla pointed upstairs."The second room."
Aiyla walked up the stairs.
The door was partly open.
Yaman was standing inside, still talking to Savash...
PARA:14
Aiyla stepped inside quietly and said,
"Congratulations, Yaman Karadeniz Koç…A big, big congratulations."
Savash immediately understood and whispered,"I'm leaving."
Aiyla looked at Yaman again."You look… very good.And I had something to return… I forgot last time."
She removed the necklace from her neck —the same one Yaman gave her when he fell in love with her.
She placed it in his hand.
"If our love didn't survive… then what do I do with this?Take it."
Yaman stared at her coldly."Why are you here?"
"You didn't invite me," she whispered."So I thought… I should come myself.To see how you look…"
Tears filled her eyes."And why did you do this, Yaman?For you… I even left my uncle…"
She lowered her face, tears falling.
"Why?"
"Please go, Aiyla," Yaman said flatly.
She stepped closer and held his face with trembling hands.
"I will die, Yaman…I will die without you.Please… you can still stop this…I'm innocent.Let me tell you the truth—"
Yaman pushed her away harshly.
"Enough, Aiyla!Leave my life."
Aiyla broke down crying."Yaman… I'll die without you."
"Then die," he said coldly —and walked away.
She choked in sobs.
She hid in the washroom and cried silently…then came out and stood with the friends.
PARA:15
Celine and Yaman made their grand entry.Aiyla clapped with the others —her eyes dead, her heart bleeding.
Yaman's friend Doruk noticed her.His school friends whispered,"Who is she?she is singer but what's her name..... The girl in the red dress… the one standing next to Murat… what was her name..?"
"Aiyla," someone said.
Yaman turned sharply toward them.
"Stop looking at her.Look anywhere else.NOT at her.Understood?"
His friends raised their hands."Okay, okay…"
Yaman went to the stage.
Eylul went up to give her gift —and Aiyla went with her.
Aiyla handed the black round box to Celine.
"This is for you.If tomorrow you come to meet Yaman, wear this.He bought it for his future wife."
Celine smiled innocently."Oh thank you… but who are you?"
Aiyla looked straight into her eyes.
PARA:16
"Didn't Yaman's mother tell you?I'm his best friend."
Celine laughed softly."Oh… nice to meet you."
Yaman immediately left the stage."I'm taking a call," he said, walking out.
He stood in the parking area.
Aiyla followed him…and said quietly,
"This is for you."
She placed something in his hand.
She went to him and handed him a small black gift box. He took it, slipped it into his pocket, and said, "Thank you."Then Aiyla walked away.
A little later, she was sitting with her friends."Guys, I'm going home now since most guests have already left," she said.
Melis grabbed her hand immediately."No. You're not going anywhere. Sit right here. We're all going upstairs — you too. Every time you disappear, but not today."
Aiyla sighed."Okay, okay… I'm not going."
Soon, Yaman arrived."Come on, guys," he said, and everyone — Yaman's friends and Aiyla — moved to the top floor and sat together to play Truth or Dare.
The game started.The first dare landed on Yaman.The first truth landed on Melis.
Yaman smirked at her."Tell us… do you love Savash? Or is he just time pass?"
Melis suddenly shouted,"Savash, I love you so much! Only him — no one else."
Everyone laughed and teased her.
Then Melis gave Yaman his dare:
PARA:17
"Your turn now… kiss Celine in front of everyone."
Yaman leaned forward and kissed Celine on the cheek.
"No," she corrected loudly, "on the lips."
And in front of everyone… he did.
Aiyla froze.Her heart dropped.
She quietly stood up and walked downstairs, leaving without anyone noticing.She reached the parking area, went to her car, and sat beside it, tears pouring down her face. After a minute, she opened her bag to take out her car keys, but her hands were shaking so badly that the keys fell. She picked them up and sat inside her car, still crying.
Her chest tightened.Her breathing became heavy.She opened her dashboard and took an anxiety tablet —
the ones meant to be taken before sleeping. The medicine made her dizzy.
Still crying, she reversed her car — at the same moment, one of Yaman's friends was driving out. She couldn't control the car, and it hit theirs. Her forehead and eyebrow struck the steering wheel, and she started bleeding before she fainted.
Yaman's friends panicked. They rushed to her car, knocking on the window repeatedly. She didn't move....They immediately called Yaman.
"One of your friends… her car hit ours. She's unconscious in the car," they said.....