Heart at War

slow steps, as if each one were a condemnation. The day before, her grandfather, Nasuh Aslan Asian, had given her an order that would chan

waiting. Her grandfather sat in his imposing wooden chair, back straight and eyes cold, as

e was deep and grave,

mixture of indignation and pain. She knew this conversati

with rage, though she tried to stay fi

ere was no trace of affection, only the weight

an strengthen our family. It is what we need to maintain our po

nk he could impose something like this on her? All she wanted was a life of h

ontain her anger. - I will not ma

nse was immed

. - The honor of this family is above your desires. This marri

nd her. Her grandfather's words were a sentence she could not escape. But som

grandfather! - she yelled, eyes filled with unsh

calculating gaze. To him, Bahar was nothing more than a piece

m. - This is what's best for everyone. If you don't marry Hakan, we will l

ontinued to strike her, and she couldn't stop thinking about how unfair all of th

rantic, trying to escape the heavy burden that had fallen upon her. She neede

to return. He was not willing to yield to Bahar's whims. He had made

cool breeze brushed against her face, but nothing could calm the whirlwind inside her. Her life had

for the first time in a long time, she did not try to stop them. The suffering of her entir

hrough sobs, staring at the sky. -

evenge on the Asian family, whom he blamed for the death of his parents. But something in Bahar's gaze, her palpable pain, made him que

hem charged with an unknown tension. Emir realized that his revenge, which until then had

he would not let her life be decided by others. Something inside her told her she had to fi

ady made his decision, and the shadows of the

, and Bahar, unknowingly,

the shadows, while Bahar, her heart full of d