OPERATION "MERT"
When Selin woke to the strangest yet most beautiful morning of her life, she was greeted by familiar but utterly impossible sounds from the kitchen — Murat, moving through the space like a real person, setting a glass on the counter with a proper porcelain clink. He was no longer a "solar-powered battery"; he was a man operating at full capacity. When the door was struck in Kerem's signature "I'm here" rhythm, Murat reflexively started for the wardrobe. Selin grabbed his arm. "No, Murat. No hiding. It's Kerem." Kerem burst in with a greasy paper bag of börek in his right hand and a thick folder and laptop bag wedged under his left arm, as though heading to a corporate presentation. "Greetings, people! Stand back — strategy HQ has arrived!" He dumped the börek on the table, then the fold
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