As the song reached its crescendo, the distance of five years vanished. In that tiny tea house, amidst the scent of bergamot and the sound of a Turkish ballad, she hadn't just returned to the city—she had finally come home.
Selin didn’t say a word at first. She just walked over and sat in the empty chair across from him. The steam from his tea rose like a curtain finally being lifted. Koray AvcД± HoЕџ Geldin
"I was just waiting for the right song to bring you back," Mert replied, a small smile finally breaking through. As the song reached its crescendo, the distance
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