I silently lifted my head from the steering wheel... I didn't want to leave the garage at all. But I had no choice; I had to take the car.
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I arrived at Mr. Ender's mansion... My plan... yes, it was to convince him of something, but... how could I act freely while that woman was by his side?
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When I arrived... I didn't want to go near Mr. Ender... My heart wasn't strong enough to withstand seeing them together. I retreated silently to my room and sat on the bed... his words were echoing in my head... Sometimes... I don't know if I'm here just to ask "why," or if I'm here because I hope he'll return my love, but... I really love him... and he doesn't even care about me.
As I sat there with my back against the wall, lost in thought... Akın, the guard I was closest to, knocked on the door.
"Come in."
He opened the door gently and smiled. "You came a bit late... I was wondering where that idiot was..."
Confirming my sulking face, I replied, "Yeah, it turned out that way..."
He walked over... and put his hand on my shoulder. "Look, man, I don't need to ask what happened... I saw enough to know everything... Knowing why you came here... it just makes me sadder, damn it..."
Akın was the only person here who knew I was gay... and the only one who supported me despite it... well, even if he didn't support me, I wouldn't give a damn. But people really are different.
"Seriously now... I don't even know what to do... If they call for me in the morning... can you tell them I'm not feeling well... I'll take a sick day..."
Akın shook his head. "I don't think you should do that... Shouldn't you stand in front of him stubbornly?"
You don't know... I love him, sure... but do you think I can tolerate seeing him all over someone else right in front of my eyes?
"Right now, my courage is scraping the floor..."
Akın kept twirling his phone in his hand... Thinking about it wasn't going to change my mind. "You said you knew Mr. Ender better than us... Why aren't you sure whether he really fell for this mistake or not?"
You're right, but... what if I get crushed under the hopes I've built?
Akın stood up and ruffled my hair. "You can't get anything by sitting down, Mister. Get up and stand in front of him with stubbornness... Stepping aside doesn't suit you!"
Maybe I like watching.
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It's barely been two months since he met me (as a guard)... I've been chasing this man for two months.
"Whatever, whatever... we'll see in the morning..." I turned my back to Akın on the bed and waved my hand, gesturing for him to leave.
"What if they get married... how will you explain your regret then?"
I shot up from the bed and looked at Akın. "Impossible... what does that man know about marriage??!!"
Akın crossed his arms and sighed. "So, if he forgives his pregnant ex-girlfriend... do we agree on how the tabloids will spin this?"
Holy sh*t, part 83382.
I lifted my head and looked at his face. "N-no..... that can't be the reason!"
Akın walked to the door and turned the handle. "Before it's too late... there are things you need to take from that woman's hands, Ulaş... if you truly love him..."
He closed the door and left... leaving me alone with these f*cked up thoughts. If things get this ugly... I don't think even I can predict what I might do...
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I had never handed the reins to anyone else like this before... but now... I'm in this state because of him... I am suffering...
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It was morning... and my first job, as always, was to be by Mr. Ender's side... I just needed time to make a plan, but... time was the most important concept right now. I left the cabin with quick steps... the guards were going to their posts... I waved at Akın and sped up my steps toward the Mansion.
When I entered the house, I was very, very surprised... They were having breakfast together across from each other.
I turned my head... "I-I am sorry for entering suddenly... I was going to ask what time we should prepare the vehicle..."
Praying he wouldn't notice the slight tremble in my voice... Mr. Ender looked at me for a few seconds, then turned his head back to that woman... I can't explain how much that got on my nerves...
"Wait a bit... we will leave soon." He placed his hand over the woman's hand and smiled... looking at her...
I took a step back, bowed my head, and walked out. Holding my breath... I bowed silently.
"Ah, f*ck it... seriously..."
I lit a cigarette and started rubbing my temples... You were cheated on... how can you act like nothing happened... do you have no pride?
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While I was battling my thoughts... the door opened. I stood up immediately. Mr. Ender fixed his jacket, kissed the woman on the cheek, and pulled away. When he saw me, he turned his head the other way and walked toward the car. He was doing it on purpose, the bastard...
I opened the car door and waited for him to get in... then I got in myself. Just as I started the engine, he looked like he was searching for something.
"Ulaş! I think I left my phone at home... go get it."
I got out of the car without looking at his face... I wanted to throw the phone in his face and ask, 'Are you still okay?' I entered the house... and noticed the woman wasn't in the room. I glanced around while looking for the phone. As I headed toward his room upstairs... I started hearing murmurs.
"Yes, Dad... he just left... uh-huh... he should be there in half an hour... yes."
She's talking to her father, huh... This doesn't concern me. As I turned to leave... I noticed Mr. Ender's phone on a glass coffee table and grabbed it. "Good, at least I found it."
As I headed toward the stairs... "The faster you are, the better, Dad... staying here is causing me pain."
Faster for what? I rushed down the stairs and left the house. It seemed like something was being planned... This time, all eyes were on Mr. Ender.
When I looked at his phone, a message caught my eye. Ece: See you in court. (07:40) It seemed he hadn't looked at the message from the day before... yet... he was keeping that woman in his house personally.
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When I arrived at the car, I realized he was watching me with a cigarette in his hand.
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The words left his mouth with a slight smirk.
"You look good when your face is sulking."