After that first kiss with Emir, Lina could no longer return to her old life. Whenever she closed her eyes, she felt his lips against hers. Even in crowded rooms, she found herself searching for his gaze. Her life, once empty and colorless, now seemed painted in the brightest shades. Yet every color brought its shadow.
One evening, Lina met Emir on the rooftop of the company building. Beneath the city lights, it felt as though they had built a secret world of their own. Emir lit a cigarette, the smoke curling into the night sky, his eyes fixed on her.
— "If we keep this up, we'll be caught," Lina whispered anxiously.
— "I know," Emir replied, never looking away. "But living without you would be worse than being caught."
His words shattered Lina's heart. There was raw honesty in his voice, passion stripped bare of any pretense. She rested her head against his chest, listening to the rapid beat of his heart.
Just then, the rooftop door creaked open. Panic surged through them both. But it was only a janitor passing by. Still, in that moment, Lina realized the truth: this love was more than excitement. It was walking along the edge of a cliff.
When she returned home that night, Murat studied her carefully. The change in her eyes, the tremor in her voice—it hadn't gone unnoticed.
— "You've been distracted lately," he said coldly.
Lina bit her lip and swallowed hard. "I'm just tired."
But deep down, she knew the truth: this lie would not last much longer. The fire of forbidden love was warming her heart even as it prepared to burn everything around her to ash.
After that first kiss with Emir, Lina could no longer return to her old life. Whenever she closed her eyes, she felt his lips against hers. Even in crowded rooms, she found herself searching for his gaze. Her life, once empty and colorless, now seemed painted in the brightest shades. Yet every color brought its shadow.
One evening, Lina met Emir on the rooftop of the company building. Beneath the city lights, it felt as though they had built a secret world of their own. Emir lit a cigarette, the smoke curling into the night sky, his eyes fixed on her.
— "If we keep this up, we'll be caught," Lina whispered anxiously.
— "I know," Emir replied, never looking away. "But living without you would be worse than being caught."
His words shattered Lina's heart. There was raw honesty in his voice, passion stripped bare of any pretense. She rested her head against his chest, listening to the rapid beat of his heart.
Just then, the rooftop door creaked open. Panic surged through them both. But it was only a janitor passing by. Still, in that moment, Lina realized the truth: this love was more than excitement. It was walking along the edge of a cliff.
When she returned home that night, Murat studied her carefully. The change in her eyes, the tremor in her voice—it hadn't gone unnoticed.
— "You've been distracted lately," he said coldly.
Lina bit her lip and swallowed hard. "I'm just tired."
But deep down, she knew the truth: this lie would not last much longer. The fire of forbidden love was warming her heart even as it prepared to burn everything around her to ash.