Sofia glided down on her bed to open the door for Demire. “I’m coming,” she said while sniffing. Demire was outside. Behind the narra door of her room. She reached the mirror and fixed herself first. She does not want Demire to see her with the same situation just like last night. She knew he’s worried about him and she does not want him to worry more about her. Nobody wants to be a burden to anyone, not even Sofia. She received to much now from Demire, and she thinks that too much now. She’s too much. He’s too kind, and too perfect. How could she pay her debt to him if her problem was overly flowing, seemed has no ending She was not able to pay him, by money or even “Demire? Why are you here this early morning?” she asked him when she widely opened the door. “What do you mean early morni

