Serkan, recently divorced, has fought to overcome a tragedy. Feeling responsible for the death of his son and the end of his marriage, he's suffocated himself with work. What has kept him afloat is his best friend's unending support and an unlikely...
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5:30 PM
Eda: Melo, I must talk to you. I'm on my way to the shelter.
Melo: Dada, you can come, but you'll have to help me with the children. It's almost dinner time, and I have to get everything ready.
Eda: No problem. I'll help. 😃
Melo: It's great that you're coming, actually.
Eda: Because you'll finally get the tea before Ceren? 🤩🤩
Melo: Not exactly. Well, yeah. You're right. Lol. But it's not just about that. It's about Kiraz. She ran to the classroom to see you this afternoon. She wanted to show you a drawing she made. She was very disappointed that you weren't there. She waited for you for a while.
Eda: Did you talk to Fifi like I asked you to do?
Melo: Fifi said she had no problem with it. And the psychologist agreed, saying that perhaps bonding with someone who had gone through losing a parent tragically as she had could help her open up little by little.
Eda: Send me a picture of her to have on my phone.
Melo:
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Melo: She's like this since I told her you weren't coming. And that's AFTER I fed her ice cream.
Eda: Ay 😢. Don't tell her I'm coming. I want to surprise her.
Melo: Tamam.
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🌟EDA POV🌟
When I arrived at the shelter, the children were in the playroom. Kiraz sat at a table, building a house with blocks.
"Merhaba, Kiraz," I greeted, and she immediately raised her head, eyes shining brightly when she was me. She rushed out of her chair to hug me, then pulled me by the hand to have me sit by her.
