Chapter Twenty-One: Confrontation in Silence
--- The morning air carried the faint scent of rain, soft and hesitant, like the city itself was holding its breath. Aylin parked a few blocks from Emre’s office. She didn’t need to see him to feel the shift that had taken root in their life subtle, insidious, but undeniable. Inside, the office was quieter than usual. Papers were stacked neatly on the desk, sunlight falling in slanted rectangles across the polished floor. Emre looked up as she entered, startled, then smiled that familiar, easy smile that had once made her chest lift. “I didn’t expect you so early,” he said, setting down his coffee. “I had things to give you,” Aylin replied softly, placing a small folder of documents on the corner of his desk. He glanced at it, then back at her, hesitation flickering in his eyes. “You
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