Sibel
Ece, Ayşe, Zeynep, and I were sitting together. We were in Zeynep's room. I dropped by here at dawn prayer to escape from Kenan. After all, it was best not to talk right now because that bastard still blames me. If I started talking, no one would be able to shut me up. Since we were at my brother's house, it was best to stay silent.
" Sibel, are you okay?" I looked at Zeynep.
"I'm fine. Why do you ask?"
"You're talking to yourself."
"Oh, that happens all the time. Never mind."
"We can talk if you want," she said.
"Oh, Zeynep, half of your mind is already gone. I don't want to take the other half."
"What?"
She was looking at me in surprise. Oh, my inner voice and outer voice got mixed up.
"You're either sick, or I don't want to give you a headache."
"No, come on. It's not a
