AHYAN
I enter my parent’s room after Annem comes and tells me that Baba is calling me. Meanwhile, Nur packs her bags for the flight tomorrow morning.
I knock.
“Come in!” Baba’s voice rings high.
I enter and see him sitting on the bed, legs straightened and a blanket covering him from the toes till the stomach.
“Sit down,” He says and I do, flopping on the bed next to him in a way that we’re face to face.
“Are you sure you don’t need rest?” I ask. “We can always talk later.”
He drinks some water, shaking his head at me. “I’m okay. It’s better if we get this out of the way before anything else. We aren’t exactly safe for long.”
A frown pulls at my brows. “What do you mean?”
He sighs, as if dreading explaining this to me just as I am dreading hearing him say it. “Where do I start fr
