After catching me in an embarrassing moment I wished for the ground to just open up and swallow me. I got up and walked to the bathroom to wash my hands. How embarrassing, my anger was just a mask for the humiliation I was feeling.
I pray this is the last time I see Faruk for the rest of the day.
I walked to the balcony ignoring the rumbling of my stomach. I looked at the digital clock by the bed and wondered why breakfast was not yet delivered. Or maybe they did and I was taking my walk.
As I stood on the balcony, staring at the endless expanse of the sea, Faruk’s words from earlier reverberated in my mind. “You belong to me.” I hated the truth of it. I hated that despite everything, a part of me was bound to him—no matter how hard I tried to deny it. Bound to the man who ruined my lif
