POV DEFNEEverything inside me went cold after those words.For a second, I could only stare at Adem while the rain battered the windows behind him and my pulse turned painfully uneven inside my chest. Berat had threatened me before—countless times, in countless different ways—but this was different.Because he knew exactly where to aim.My parents.The one subject capable of destroying what little stability remained in my life.“What does he mean?” Adem asked quietly.I looked away immediately.That alone was answer enough.The silence stretching between us suddenly felt unbearable. I could feel Adem watching me carefully, waiting, analyzing every flicker of emotion crossing my face. Most people looked at me with pity after hearing my surname. Adem looked at me as though every hidden thing simply became another piece of information to understand.And somehow, that was worse.“Defne.”His voice was calmer now, lower.“What is he talking about?”I wrapped my arms tighter around myself,
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