TASTE OF LOVE

“Yes, I do! until my dying day!” I looked at the man who had just officially become my husband, my eyes filled with joy. Seeing love in his smiling gaze was an indescribable feeling. in no time at all, he had effortlessly made me fall for him. it felt as if my feet weren’t even touching the ground from happiness. my heart had beat in sync with his, i had barely noticed the people around us. I think anyone who said that a wedding was the most important day for a bride had clearly never met Dinçer Soysal. for me, it wasn’t the wedding i was part of, it was only Dinçer that mattered. the unnecessary crowd around us was the only thing that separated me from him. i hated the crowd that caused our brief meeting of lips. I wasn’t familiar with this new world I had just stepped into, but I was ready to endure anything for Dinçer. He was the only reason that made this life meaningful for me. Our hands only parted when people congratulated us, and right after this, we started to dance. He looked so unreachable in that perfect suit that, despite us being married, I was still afraid. I could now better understand the people who won the grand prize and couldn't cope with the weight of their joy. Despite my joy and my feet lifting off the ground from happiness, the fear deep inside my heart never left. “You’re mine now, Burçak Soysal!” His sweet whisper in the middle of the dance made me stumble slightly. “And you’re mine, Dinçer Soysal!” “Forever...” “Forever...”