Chapter 23;- Discarded
--- The office smelled faintly of coffee and polished wood, the hum of the city outside barely audible over the quiet tension inside. Zeynab leaned against Emre’s desk, eyes sharp, calculating. “she have done enough for you” she said softly, almost conspiratorial. “you can stand on your own now. Let her go. you won’t need her anymore, And then… we can be free. No shadows, no interruptions.” Emre’s jaw tightened. He rubbed his temple. “I… I know,” he said finally. “I just… I need to tell her myself. It has to come from me.” Zeynab nodded, a smirk flickering for just a moment. “Then call her. Tell her to come. But don’t drag it out. The longer she waits, the weaker she feels.” Her words were poison wrapped in velvet. Emre hesitated only a heartbeat before picking up his phone. “Aylin,”
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