TWENTY EIGHT

THIRD PERSON'S POV

She was sitting on the swing in the garden area looking up in the clear blue sky, lost in her own thoughts when Murat saw her from the balcony of his room and he knew something was messing up her brain.

Walking towards her, he quietly sat beside her, his suspicion confirmed when she didn't noticed his presence beside her and continued gazing up in the sky.

"What happened, dove ?"

It was when he shook her a little, she turned to look at him startled with his actions.

"Huh...Did you say something ?"

"Are you okay ?"

Looking inside her eyes he found strom brewing inside him.

"Tell me what's wrong. Maybe I'll be able to help you."

Encouraging, he held her hand tightly asking her to confess everything.

"First promise me you won't get angry or do anything when I tell you about it."

She was scared of his reaction but more than that she was scared of what he was capable of doing. She didn't wanted him to get into fight with Mustafa. It was of no use.

"I am definitely going