Darwis's POV
Finally, I decided to leave. I took my work bag and walked out of the house without looking back. It felt impossible to fix anything in a situation like this. However, as I sat at my desk, my thoughts kept drifting to Kayra. What was she really doing? Why was she so obsessed with Kate and Erlan? Every time I tried to focus on my work, the image of Kayra and the photos I found kept haunting my mind. I couldn't calm myself down. I leaned back in my chair, massaging my throbbing temples. I knew I should concentrate on my work, but it was no use. My mind was already filled with suspicions that were becoming increasingly impossible to ignore. The longer it took, the more my curiosity took over. I knew that if I kept sitting here doing nothing, I would only sink deeper into uncertainty. Kayra must be planning something, and I couldn't just sit around waiting for it all to explode. I finally decidedDarwis' POV As I sat in the car, watching from a distance, an uneasy feeling took over my mind. Kayra had been acting strange for the past few weeks, and tonight she had left again in secret. I could no longer hold back this suspicion. There was something Kayra was hiding from me, and I had to find out. I saw her leave the house silently, carrying a small bag that she always brought when she left for no apparent reason. Quickly, I followed behind, making sure she didn't notice my presence. Her car stopped at a small cafe on the outskirts of town. The place looked deserted, with only a few vehicles parked outside. I waited in the car, watching Kayra enter the cafe. Not long after, a familiar-looking man approached her. I recognized the man, he was a journalist who often appeared at important events. They began to talk with unusual intensity, Kayra's facial expression showing suspicious seriousness. My burning curiosity made
Darwis's POV Kayra paused, her eyes now blank, as if thinking about something deep inside her. I knew the battle wasn't over yet, but at least I tried to wake her up. Without saying anything else, I left the cafe, leaving Kayra to her own thoughts. In the car, I felt a heavy burden on my chest. Whatever would happen after this, I just hoped Kayra could find peace within herself, even if it meant leaving her forever. Seeing Kayra who looked shocked after our argument, I could only sigh heavily. Her face was pale, and her gaze was empty as if there was no life behind her eyes. I remained still in place, watching her movements anxiously. Kayra started walking out of the cafe, her steps unsteady like someone who had lost their way. I couldn't look away from her. Something was wrong, very wrong. Every step she took felt heavy as if she was carrying too much weight on her shoulders. As she approached the intersection, I felt a
Darwis's POV I released my grip, letting my words sink into her mind. Kayra was still crying, but I could see something had changed in her gaze. The despair that had haunted her earlier was slowly replaced by confusion, and maybe... just maybe, a little bit of awareness. I waited in silence, hoping she would say something, anything. But Kayra just sobbed, her body shaking, as if all the emotions she had been holding back had finally exploded. "Darwis... I... I don't know what else to do..." her voice was hoarse, barely audible over her sobs. I took a deep breath, approaching her again, more gently this time. "You don't need to know everything right now, Kayra. All you need to do is take the first step. Don't let this pain control you. Don't let this hatred kill you." I wiped the tears from her face with my thumb, trying to provide some comfort. "I'm here, Kayra. I will always be here for you, but you have to
Darwis' POV This morning, I woke up earlier than usual, with a determined heart. I knew that today had to be different. I had to show Kayra how serious I was about fixing our relationship. I had to make her feel loved, appreciated, and most importantly, safe by my side. After taking a shower and getting dressed, I headed to the kitchen with one goal in mind: to make breakfast for Kayra. It might be a small thing, but I hoped it could be the first step to restoring the love and trust between us. I prepared everything with great care—toast, fried eggs, and fresh orange juice, all served with a touch of affection that I probably hadn't felt in a long time. When breakfast was ready, I went back to the room and gently woke Kayra up. "Honey, wake up. I've prepared breakfast for us," I whispered in a soft voice, hoping she could feel my sincerity. Kayra opened her eyes slowly, looking confused for a moment, probably not believing
Darwis's POV "I want to make up for all my mistakes, Kayra. I want you to know that my love for you is still the same, even greater than before. I'm willing to leave all of this behind for us. We can go anywhere we want and do whatever makes us happy. I just want you to feel safe and loved, without the shadows of the past bothering us.” Kayra lowered her head, and I could see tears starting to flow down her cheeks. It broke my heart to see her cry, but I knew that this was an important step for both of us. I held her hand gently, hoping she could feel my warmth and sincerity. "Kayra, please... give us this chance. We can start over, somewhere far away from all of this. I just want to make you happy, and I'll do whatever it takes to make that happen." Kayra finally lifted her head and looked at me, her eyes filled with tears but also hope. She nodded slowly, a sign that she agreed to this plan. I felt relieved as if a heavy burden that had been on my chest was slowly starting t
Darwis's POV “There are a few things you need to know,” I continued, trying to calm myself. “I have decided to step down from the project we are working on.” Gasps and whispers could be heard around the table, and some of them seemed genuinely surprised. One of the directors, Mr. Steven, a middle-aged man who had worked with me for a long time, raised his hand and spoke. “Mr. Darwis, are you serious?” he asked in disbelief. “This is one of the biggest projects in our company’s history. Stepping down now would have a huge impact, not just on us, but also on our investors.” I nodded slowly, prepared for such a question. “I understand, Mr. Steven. And I have considered all the consequences. But this is a decision I have to make.” Another director, Mrs. Mira, a tough woman who always focused on results, also spoke up. “Mr. Darwis, may I ask why you decided this? What prompted you to step down?” I took a deep breath, ready to explain. “This decision is not because this projec
Kate's POV My phone vibrated on the table as I was enjoying a cup of coffee on a quiet morning. A message came in from Darwis. "Can we meet this afternoon? There's something important I want to talk about." I stared at the message with a slightly raised eyebrow. Why did Darwis suddenly want to meet? We had agreed to meet the day after tomorrow. But no suspicion crossed my mind. After all, our relationship was much better now—no drama, no pain that used to be between us. I took another sip of coffee and decided to reply briefly, "Sure." That afternoon, I arrived at the cafe we used to frequent. This place held many memories, but it didn't feel like it used to. Now, I come here more often with Erlan. The owner of the cafe recognized us and was used to our presence. I entered and saw Darwis already sitting at the table we used to occupy. When I approached, he turned and smiled. There was somethi
Kate’s POV “You look really tired, Kate,” Erlan said as he opened the car door for me.“I am,” I admitted as I got into the car. “I had a lot on my mind today.”Erlan stared at me for a moment, as if considering his next words, then said, “I’m glad you said yes to my invitation. Let’s make tonight a little lighter, okay?”I nodded, grateful for his kindness.We arrived at a restaurant we had been to a few times before. The place was small, warm, and had a calming atmosphere. The waiter greeted us with a smile, and we were quickly seated at our favorite table in the corner.“How about I order for the two of us?” Erlan asked after seeing me staring blankly at the menu.“Go ahead,” I said with a weak smile. I knew he would order something I liked.After the waiter took our orders, Erlan looked at me intently. “How was your day, Kate? It seemed like something was bothering you.”I took a breath, feeling l
Kate’s POV Erlan nodded, a wide smile still on his face. "Yes, Kate. I have prepared everything. We will get married in a week, at the place we talked about before. I just need one more thing..." He looked at me deeply, his loving eyes making me feel like the luckiest person in the world. "What is it?" I asked softly, almost whispering, while my heart was full of hope and happiness. Erlan reached out his hand, held mine gently, and then asked, "Will you marry me, Kate?" Tears began to well up in my eyes, but this time they were tears of unstoppable happiness. I had never felt love this great before, and I knew that Erlan was the right person for me. "Of course I do, Erlan," I answered in a voice full of emotion. "I want to marry you, and I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you." Erlan smiled happily, and in an instant, he pulled me into his arms. I could feel his strong heartbeat, accompanying my own. We hugged each other tightly as if we didn't want to let go
Kate's POV I stepped out of the office, the cool night air touching my skin as I walked to the car. The thought of having dinner with my father tonight made my steps feel heavier. Over the past few months, our relationship has begun to improve after the previous tension. My father, who was initially so against my relationship with Erlan, had slowly begun to soften. However, for some reason, something felt different. My father, who used to be stiff and rarely showed his emotions, was now more attentive. He often invited me to dinner, talking about little things that had never been a topic of conversation before. Although I was happy with this change, there was still a little worry that was bothering me. Was this a sign that he had finally accepted my relationship with Erlan? Or maybe there was something else he was hiding? I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself before finally deciding to leave. The restaurant my father had chosen was located near his house, so I decided to stop
Kate’s POV I sat on my bed, letting the reality of this message sink in completely. All the loneliness, all the patience, it was all about to pay off. It felt like a dream come true, a dream I had been waiting for so long. In a rush of enthusiasm, I typed a reply quickly, trying to channel all the feelings that were pressing to come out. [I'm so happy to hear that, Erlan! I can't wait to see you. I miss you too, and I'll be waiting with great enthusiasm. See you in a week, honey.] After sending the message, I smiled widely. The thought of the coming week began to fill my mind—the thought of the two of us walking together, having a romantic dinner, and all the warm conversations I had missed. Just imagining it made me feel happy. I stared at the ceiling of my room while hugging my pillow tightly, imagining the moment when I could finally hug Erlan again, feeling his warmth and calmness that I had only been able to feel from afar. This happy feeling was like sunlight shining on my
Kate’s POV He was tall and dignified, wearing a formal suit that fit him well. From the way he approached me, I could feel the intensity behind his smile. "Kate," he called out in a familiar tone, even though I didn't know him. "I wanted to congratulate you on the success of your project. I've long admired your hard work." I nodded and smiled politely. "Thank you. It means a lot to me." "Not only is your hard work admirable, but also the way you deal with challenges," he continued. "I see you at events like this all the time, and you always seem so strong and independent. Do you always come alone?" The question sounded innocent, but there was something about the way he said it that made me feel a little uneasy. "Yeah, I usually come alone. But I'm not really alone," I answered cautiously. The man smiled wider, his eyes shining with obvious interest. "You know, Kate, I've been watching you for the past two years. And I've never seen you with anyone. I couldn't help but ask..
Kate’s POV It’s been two years since that painful goodbye at the airport. Back then, I never imagined how my days would change. But here I am, standing at the grand opening party of a project I’ve worked so hard on. I can feel the admiring gazes of the guests, some of whom are warmly congratulating me, and others even offering to work with me on my next project. The long black dress I’m wearing tonight makes me feel elegant and dignified. I stand tall, looking around the room filled with entrepreneurs, investors, and colleagues who have all come to celebrate this success. But beneath the glitter and the praise, there’s a deep sense of relief. Not just because the project went perfectly, but because I’ve proven something to myself—that I can do it, that I can stand tall even when the world seems to be falling apart. I remember the long nights of hard work, the times when exhaustion almost overwhelmed me. But now, it all feels worth it. I’ve accomplished something greater than I e
Kate’s POV I nodded with a heavy heart, trying to hold back tears. “I believe in you, Erlan. I will wait and support you from here. Farewell, and may everything go well for you there.” As the time for the plane to depart grew closer, we stood there, hugging each other tightly. I felt a deep emptiness and sadness as I watched him prepare to leave. Every second felt like time was ticking away, and it felt like all the happiness that had ever existed was shrinking into deep sadness. “What about the two of us?” I asked, trying to distract myself from my sadness. “What are our plans after you leave?” Erlan smiled softly, though his eyes were filled with pain. “We will continue to communicate well. I will try to come home whenever I have the chance. We will continue to support and encourage each other. I am sure we will get through this.” We talked about our plans and tried to cheer each other up. We tried to keep our spirits up even though we were feeling so heavy. Erlan kept wiping a
Kate’s POVI stared at him with wide eyes, trying to absorb what he had just said. “But, this is a big offer, Erlan. Are you sure you want to take the job? Doesn’t that mean we have to have a long-distance relationship?”Erlan nodded, seemingly undeterred by the challenges that might come. “Yes, I am. I know this is not an easy decision, and there will definitely be many challenges. But I believe that if I accept this offer and prove myself abroad, it will give us great advantages in the future.”“Do you really want to do this?” I asked, my voice shaking slightly with emotion. “Are you ready to face all those challenges?”Erlan smiled softly, then took my hand. “Kate, I don’t just want to prove myself to your father. I also want to prove to myself that I can do something big and significant. And I want to do it while still loving you and fighting for our relationship.”I fell silent, trying to comprehend the big decision that Erlan had ju
Kate’s POV “You look really tired, Kate,” Erlan said as he opened the car door for me.“I am,” I admitted as I got into the car. “I had a lot on my mind today.”Erlan stared at me for a moment, as if considering his next words, then said, “I’m glad you said yes to my invitation. Let’s make tonight a little lighter, okay?”I nodded, grateful for his kindness.We arrived at a restaurant we had been to a few times before. The place was small, warm, and had a calming atmosphere. The waiter greeted us with a smile, and we were quickly seated at our favorite table in the corner.“How about I order for the two of us?” Erlan asked after seeing me staring blankly at the menu.“Go ahead,” I said with a weak smile. I knew he would order something I liked.After the waiter took our orders, Erlan looked at me intently. “How was your day, Kate? It seemed like something was bothering you.”I took a breath, feeling l
Kate's POV My phone vibrated on the table as I was enjoying a cup of coffee on a quiet morning. A message came in from Darwis. "Can we meet this afternoon? There's something important I want to talk about." I stared at the message with a slightly raised eyebrow. Why did Darwis suddenly want to meet? We had agreed to meet the day after tomorrow. But no suspicion crossed my mind. After all, our relationship was much better now—no drama, no pain that used to be between us. I took another sip of coffee and decided to reply briefly, "Sure." That afternoon, I arrived at the cafe we used to frequent. This place held many memories, but it didn't feel like it used to. Now, I come here more often with Erlan. The owner of the cafe recognized us and was used to our presence. I entered and saw Darwis already sitting at the table we used to occupy. When I approached, he turned and smiled. There was somethi