to lose everything;

Arzu tightened. Nerves, fury, disappointment washed over her in waves. She found it hard to draw breath. “Perfect,” she replied with sarcasm, venom lacing her tone. “So you’re Işıl’s man. Knowing what kind of devil she is, how can you still stand by her?”

Bora laughed a deep, cold, insincere sou...

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