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Jump.

I'll catch you.

Hey, what's up?

You're back together with Deniz, aren't you?

Why would you think that we're back together?

Because there's a huge box next to the front door for Deniz Derenoğlu.

That's there because he forgot to update his address.

Uh-huh. But you didn't say you weren't back together, though.

Well, I hadn't told you yet.

- I'm in Cappadocia with Deniz. - What?

What happened to Boran?

Honey, everything is a mess right now.

Just cut me some slack.

Oh, Güneş. Tell me, what happened?

There is nothing to say. You tell me. Have you enrolled yet?

I've got all the documents they asked for, but...

We need to pay somehow.

That's right.

All right. I'll take care of it. When is the deadline?

In about a week.

Don't worry. If everything goes according to plan,

I'll be back in İstanbul tomorrow, and we can talk then.

- Okay. - Kisses.

Right back at you.

- Morning. - Good morning.

- Did I pass out here? - Mm-hmm.

I brought you here to show you the house, but you passed out on the couch.

You were pretty hammered.

- Fikret got me drunk. - Who's Fikret?

The guy who took my phone at the airport.

Is that why you never returned any of my phone calls?

I tried calling and texting you back a few times,

but you didn't reply.

There was a lot I was dealing with with the house. Sorry.

Well, I'm here now. Let's deal with it.

Uh...

Actually, there's no need anymore.

Uh, a lawyer is dealing with it now.

Hmm?

Pervin and the lawyer are kinda dating now.

I think Pervin can handle it from here.

Dating? Seriously?

Cappadocia, the land of love.

- Yeah. - Sweet.

Güneş.

Maybe this place will be good for us, too.

What do you think?

One sec.

Mmm.

What are you doing?

Not these.

How do I look?

- I don't get it. - Hold on.

Um... I actually had everything sorted out before I came here.

The hat, the glasses, the scarf, etcetera.

But I was so wasted, I forgot 'em.

I don't even know how I got on the plane or even got to the hotel.

Meaning?

Meaning...

If I'm photographed with you as Mr. Alpha,

I think my face should be hidden a bit.

It's okay. The hotel already...

Why not?

Actually, you know what? You're right.

And you know what I should do now?

- Is go shopping while you wait here. - Mmm.

I'll go and get you something different to wear, okay?

Like a hat and shades?

Yes, I'll get a hat and shades.

If we're not seen together, it'll be fine.

No one will recognize you if you're just walking around on your own, right?

Don't worry. I've got this.

I would never tell anyone that you and I are a couple.

Uh-huh. You told everyone at the hotel.

Oh, did I?

I was so drunk.

I'm sorry I did that, Güneş. Are you mad?

No, I'm not.

I'll take care of it.

Boran,

look, I'm really sorry, all right?

I know that you wanna help me out,

but everything's such a mess here right now.

I have to take care of it myself.

Okay. Your wish is my command.

Thank you for everything.

You're welcome. Anytime.

Then I should get going.

- I'll text you, okay? - All right.

Okay.

- Oh, Güneş. - Huh?

Remember the aviator glasses Tom Cruise wore in Top Gun?

Yeah.

Get me some of those.

- Is that what you want? - Oh, yeah.

They're good for my jawline.

Careful.

Güneş, darling, I just saw your message. What's the matter?

Did you guys have a fight?

No, we didn't, Pervin. That's not why I texted.

So, something happened after the party last night,

and I was hoping I could talk to you about it.

Look, don't tell me you'll miss the deadline for the article.

The article...

Actually, the article is going great. Cappadocia is so inspiring.

Oh, that's good.

And it looks like you patched things up with Deniz as well.

Listen. I want lots of love in it, 'kay?

Sex. A lot of it.

I want an article full of sex and love. Am I clear, cherub?

Okay.

Oh, you know what?

Mesude, um, left us some letters, too.

We get a letter at every stop, and now I'm on my way to the next one.

Oh, love it. How nice.

Write all that in the article. It's super sexy.

What were you gonna ask me?

Oh, it's just... you know Deniz.

The schedule today is stressing him out.

Would you be able to keep Mahir busy a little longer?

He's been so focused on you guys,

it's time he gave me some attention.

Okay. You provide the power of attorney and leave the rest to me.

Okay, honey?

- You're the best. Thank you so much. - And just remember I want lots of love.

Now, you go and have an absolutely marvelous time, my darling.

Deniz?

Over here.

Where were you?

I went to see the house.

- You're here early. - I wanted to check out this cellar.

Get some ideas for the stores we're designing.

- Kind of a gloomy place. - Yeah, and no one's here.

What do you think she wanted us to do here so early in the morning?

She chose this cellar for a reason.

You think she hid a letter in here somewhere?

I'm so done with these games already.

I'm tired of them too.

Let's take Mahir to the notary place,

give him the power of attorney, and get it over with.

Oh, Ms. Güneş.

You no longer want to fulfill Mesude's final wish?

Well, it's about time. Let's get this thing over with. Great.

I'm just sick of playing games.

Great. Me too. Let's get outta here.

It won't open.

- What won't open? - The door. It's stuck.

What do you mean? Open the door.

- Open it. - I would if I could, Güneş. It won't move.

Excuse me! Anyone there?

What do you mean it won't open? Why did you close it?

- You were the last one in, Güneş. - Oh, so it's all my fault again?

Yeah, just blame me.

Of course, yeah, I'm always the guilty one for everything anyway, I mean, how...

- Why is it always my fault, huh? - That's not true.

What are you talking about?

Can you force it open?

Are you serious?

Why don't we just call someone?

Great. No reception.

Knock it down. Just smash it open!

Settle down, Güneş. Take a step back.

There are so many things we need to take care of, and we're stuck in here.

And Mahir's waiting at the notary.

If he can't find us there, he'll go to the house and...

- So what? What's the big deal? - He can't go to the house.

Why? If he doesn't find us there, he'll come here and get our signatures.

We'll be found eventually.

- Everything is fine. - He just can't, all right?

Can everyone just stay where they are right now?

Nobody do anything, please, I'm begging you, okay?

Why are you staring at me? Break down that door!

How am I supposed to do that, exactly?

What do we do?

Maybe a tour group will come down here soon.

Is there anyone out there? We're locked inside!

Let me try. Hold on.

Is it locked from the outside or what?

That's cool. They make these new doors with double bolts. Interesting.

This isn't one of your projects, Deniz.

People pick locks with bobby pins. Why don't you just try that?

- You have one? I'll try. - No, I can't use them.

- They hurt my head too much. - Okay. What if you had one, though?

How am I supposed to pick the lock? Do you think I'm some kind of a thief?

Stop talking to me and get this door open.

- Aren't you an architect? - Uh, architecture is nothing like that.

We're not thieves, Güneş.

It's cold in here.

Thanks a lot.

Wine?

No. I already feel drunk.

Yeah, why are you acting like this, hmm?

You're not playing tricks on me again, are you?

What? W-When have I ever played tricks on you?

Is there enough oxygen down here?

How many square feet is this place?

Would you be able to calculate the amount of oxygen if I knew that?

Well, do we have something better to do right now?

I don't know. We could talk less to save oxygen.

Sit down and chill out. I'm pretty sure someone will be here soon.

Morning.

Morning.

- Were you already awake? - Mm-hmm.

Don't lie, you're sleeping.

I'm awake.

I'm making a wish.

You're making a wish?

Wanna share what you wished for?

Hmm?

Fine, I don't wanna know.

You'll tell me if it comes true, all right?

I will.

Let me see if it's come true, huh?

Oh. It really has. That was quick. Wow.

- Okay, my turn. I'll make one too. - Okay. Go ahead.

Here I go.

I'm waiting.

No way.

What did you wish for so early in the morning, hmm?

Güneş. What kind of a wish is that?

I don't know.

- You don't know, huh? - Mm-mmm.

Isn't what you wished for lying right next to you?

Hey. Güneş!

Oh, come on.

- Hello. - Do you have a kitty cat?

Do we have a cat? We don't, no.

Neither do we.

I actually wanna get a dog.

Dogs are man's best friend. Read that online.

So what do you think? Do you like dogs?

Yes, I like them a lot.

I read that one dog year is, like, seven human years.

- Hmm. - I'm seven years old.

- And your name is... - Oh, uh, I'm Ege.

Nice to meet you, Ege. I'm Güneş.

Ege.

What's up, kiddo? You're early. Huh?

Wow, she's gorgeous, dude.

Uh, Ege lives across from here.

He comes over to visit now and then. Bless him.

Güneş told me that she likes dogs. You should get one.

And I can be here when you go on trips, Deniz. I'll feed it.

Oh, really?

Ege, did you run away from home?

Won't your parents worry about you?

They won't worry. I left them a note saying that I went out.

A note?

Did you scribble on my front door with chalk again?

Huh?

Hey, he's only seven years old.

I bet he can express himself better with drawings.

- Mmm. - Were you never seven years old?

Ooh! She's making me lose my mind.

I think I'm already in love.

He's a silly kid.

Ege. Come on, close your eyes, and make a wish.

- We only have one Sunday. - Stop it.

Only one weekend. No. I beg you.

- Ege, open your eyes, kiddo. - Make a wish.

- No wishes. - Quit it!

- Come on, open your eyes. - Deniz, let him make a wish, okay!

You don't know this kid like I do. Trust me.

- Open your eyes, all right? Look at me. - Don't worry about him. Make your wish.

Don't make that wish. Did you hear me?

We go to the park every day. Is this really what you wished for, kiddo?

I wanna see if the new slide is ready!

You see how happy he is? Come on, this was a good idea.

We only have the weekend to ourselves. We could be happy alone.

You mean you're unhappy?

No, but we could be having grown-up fun.

- Fine, let's have fun. - Wait.

- What are you doing? - Just get in here.

Hmm.

- What's that? - Hmm?

What about this?

What did you wish for?

- This morning? - Mm-hmm.

To always be together like this.

- Aw, is that for real? - Mm-hmm.

I'm not sleeping. I'm making a wish.

Remember?

Yes.

I hope you wished for the door to open.

Deniz.

You still don't really trust me, do you?

I mean, besides being trapped in here, everything's fine.

Oh, stop. It was a serious question.

Can I really trust you, Güneş?

Can we have a relationship without Instagram,

or will you always care what people think?

When that door opens again, can I trust we won't have the same issues?

Is that possible?

Every relationship has its ups and downs.

Why was that your solution?

Ending it like it meant nothing?

Did you ever consider what it was like for me?

My longtime boyfriend suddenly snaps and goes off on me about trust issues

just because I made a single mistake.

One stupid mistake.

And then you were just waiting for me to come running back to you, huh?

But you were so damn busy posting on social media or whatever

that I was never a priority.

And what if you had come back to me?

All you had to do was put a little bit of effort in.

But I guess that's impossible 'cause you always put yourself first.

Well, what do you think I'm doing right now? What did I come here for?

Huh? Why am I even here?

That's what I'm asking you. Why did you come here, Deniz?

Why are you here?

I came here to help you.

You needed Mr. Alpha to acquire the house. So here I am.

You never wanted to be Mr. Alpha before this.

Is that really your excuse?

I need you to tell me the truth.

What do you want?

Why are you here?

What do you want?

What do I want?

Yeah, what do you want?

Really?

- Hello there. - Hi, everyone.

- Hello there. - Good afternoon, sir.

Afternoon. Could you please deliver this to Güneş Güner's room?

Sure. Would you like to leave a note?

There's one in there.

- She's not answering her phone. - Okay.

- Thank you. - Of course, sir.

I have a delivery for room 203.

I have it here at the front desk. Thank you.

I got my towel. No need for room service. Thanks a lot.

Özgen?

Where are you, honey?

You here? Are you there?

Where's my Özgen?

Özgen?

I don't believe you. Who is this guy?

- How should I know? - Dude,

what are you doing standing next to my girl?

- Are you talking to me? - You gonna explain this to me, Özgen?

Please keep it down. Everyone is looking at us.

Sir, I'm terribly sorry about him.

This guy's an attention seeker, and he's into some messed up role-play.

Stop it. Don't talk to him.

Come back to me, Özgen.

Hakan, that window closed a long time ago.

Just go amuse yourself with fake girlfriends.

- Nothing was fake about us. - Hmm.

Didn't all those women you caught me with...

...only bring us closer together?

- It's not like that, you old bird. - Old bird?

Can you believe this guy? Wanna know the whole scam this sleazebag was up to?

When he grew tired of the girl he was sleeping with,

he got me to help him dump her.

- Can you believe it? And why? - Ooh! Oh, no.

To avoid taking them out to dinner. It's a new level of messed up.

- I didn't want to take them to dinner. - Mm-hmm.

- But I wanna take you to dinner. - I've had enough of your games.

- Give me a break. - It's not a game. It's real.

- Psst. - Hmm?

Will you go out with me?

I'm not falling for this again.

Besides, what are we gonna talk about, hmm?

Your great new seduction method?

No.

We could talk about all those romance books I got you.

You know, I read them all on the return flight.

Are you kidding me?

Oh, why do you always think I'm lying to you?

Oh, let me see. I wonder why that is.

Could it be because you use fake names with everyone you want to sleep with?

Ms. Parla?

Ms. Parla?

- Is he calling you? - No.

- Ms. Parla, your caramel macchiato! - You know I hate caramel macchiatos. Ew.

- Fine, it's mine. Why are you yelling? - Here you go.

I am literally right here.

Damn it!

This way, Ms. Parla. This way.

We forgot to look for a letter from Mesude in the wine cellar.

Yeah. But if that door hadn't opened, we would've found out what you wanted.

That was a close one.

Mesude would've been proud.

What are we doing next?

What else does Mesude want?

Jump.

Horses...

She wants us to go see horses.

The horses.

You want to go see them?

I do.

Then let's go see them.

To the horses.

Deniz, since you're in Cappadocia,

I thought it'd be a good idea to discuss the details

of the vineyard customer with the wine cellar store concept.

Do you have a minute?

Deniz, just to catch you up, I briefed Mr. Rauf about the idea we had.

But he wanted to hear it from you.

- Correct. - Um...

In addition to the ideas Hakan shared,

I visited a wine cellar this morning, Mr. Rauf.

- Photo. Photo. - No.

Um...

Well, I think that for the entrance of it, we could create a fresh design

that highlights the cellar doors more substantially.

In the new presentation...

I don't have any issue with that as long as the costs don't increase.

Do you foresee any problems with that, Deniz?

I mean... No, okay.

No, it should be fine. I didn't see a problem.

And what about that job in London?

Oh, Deniz is totally on top of the London job.

- Mr. Rauf. - As I said, it's all good.

I have it under control. No worries.

Ah, for fuck's sake. Stop it.

- Deniz? - Take care. Bye-bye.

Was that a horse?

- Where is Güneş? - Over there.

Güneş.

Are you okay?

I don't know why I always do the same thing.

What do you mean?

If I don't deliver my article in two days, I could actually lose my job.

But instead, I'm getting lost in all of this

and figuring out everything with the house.

You were right.

Do you know what was in those letters?

Mesude met the love of her life here.

You were right.

We're playing a game created by a stranger who thinks she knows us.

I thought we were here to find a way to pay for your sister's college tuition.

No, it's more to it than that.

We're playing a game.

But you knew that, so you never let your guard down.

And why do you think that is, Güneş?

Maybe I'm just trying to protect myself. Huh?

You posted a photo online with another guy and then ask me if I trust you.

- Or sorry. Did I make all that up? - That's right.

I did ask you. 'Cause the other day,

I saw a woman living what's supposed to be my life carrying my helmet.

- I told you I didn't give it to her. - Enough.

Why would I give her your helmet?

She probably follows you and reads your articles.

She was just trying to get a reaction out of me.

Well, she succeeded, didn't she?

I've been writing stories about other people for years at this point.

But when I try to write my own story, I don't know how to begin.

Do you just want to write your own story?

Or do you want us to write one together?

Make up your mind, Güneş.

Let's get the power of attorney signed. People are waiting.

Hold on.

Can we sign it at the farm?

Yes. I think that should be okay.

Whew.

Özgen?

You won't believe...

Whoa. Uh...

- Hakan? - Beren.

Good to see you. How you doing?

Well, I guess I'm, uh... confused.

Um...

What, um... What are you doing at Özgen's place, huh?

After Deniz and Güneş broke up with each other,

- let's just say Özgen and I kept in touch. - Ah...

Hmm... I really do not want to know.

Beren?

Hi, love. Why don't you come on in?

No, I should go.

It's movie night, isn't it?

Oh, my God. I'm so sorry. I totally forgot about it.

I can see why you might be distracted.

Would you stop standing on the doorstep?

Uh... No. It's okay. Look. We can talk later. All right?

No, please come in.

You know, Hakan's also into romance novels and he even likes classic rom-coms.

- Can you believe it? - Really? That's great.

- Listen to me. - Hmm.

I don't know what you're up to, but you're going to tell me everything, okay?

- I'll call you. - Okay.

Now get in there and have fun.

Maniac.

Careful.

I had such a good time today, honey.

Yes, me too.

Aw.

Hey there, cutie.

I'll wait for you at your new house tonight.

I know some readers enjoy mysterious love stories,

while others want to know everything about the journey to get there.

And today, I'm going to share the real journey of the one I've been living.

When I first got to Cappadocia, everything was magical.

At every stop, I made memories that I would never forget.

We were met with letters from a woman who truly loved life.

She shared her life story, full of passion.

She believed in love.

So let this be my love letter, from me to you.

This power of attorney has been signed voluntarily and without duress

to authorize Attorney Mahir Temiz

to handle all of the aforementioned duties on my behalf.

Okay?

Here.

What's the matter?

Is there a problem?

Um... I suppose we were all out late last night.

We're all a little tired.

Hmm.

You two must be exhausted as well.

- Mm-hmm. - A little.

This woman from Cappadocia was miraculous.

She was inspiring and courageous.

She was a woman whose stories made you believe in the purity of love.

She made me realize that writing my own story

would only be possible with someone I could build a life with.

Uh... If there's something you're uncomfortable about,

we can postpone this power of attorney thing.

There's no need for that. Just show us where to sign.

We can start the sale procedure right away.

Okay. So just sign right there on the line.

Yes, let's do that.

They say a person's heart is their home.

And just like your house, you have a choice.

You can keep the doors open or lock them shut.

You can come and go as you please.

And in love, it's the same.

You are free to walk away whenever you choose.

Okay.

And then I sign here.

Oh. So by the way, since you're leaving tomorrow,

how about tonight, we all get together, for dinner at the hotel?

- Uh... I have a few things to do for work. - Deniz, listen.

You simply cannot miss this.

Mahir has one last little surprise up his sleeve for you guys.

- Right? - Great. Yes.

All right, then.

We can have one last dinner together.

Excellent.

Love lives like a memory on your heart.

And sometimes for love, you need to gallop ahead.

Sometimes you need to get lost on roads unknown.

In Cappadocia, love was sometimes like the clay we shaped in our hands.

It was like a piece of pottery molded with care and patience.

So if that is the case, is love like art,

where we decide what it becomes and what kind of a thing we want it to be?

Shouldn't we protect and nurture it?

Are you serious?

You don't like surprises, right?

You like everything planned out.

Why are you here, Umay?

I came here to talk to you, Deniz.

You could have called.

Look, I don't want to ruin your vacation.

You look good.

You and Güneş have plans?

So what if we do?

What are they?

Well, Güneş and I have been invited to a dinner tonight.

Look, I don't want to upset you,

but I think I'm free to do whatever I want.

You and I broke up, right?

Yes, that's true.

You can do whatever you want.

I, um... wouldn't want to ruin your plans tonight.

Maybe we can find another time to talk.

Have a nice time.

Thanks.

Is Güneş's boyfriend invited, too?

Huh?

You must tread carefully when it comes to love,

as the slightest mistake can make everything you've built fall apart,

creating something entirely different.

Well, he came all the way here.

And then you have a choice.

You can either pick up the clay and knead it again,

shape it again.

Or you can just leave it on the floor.

Deniz?

Deniz, darling, tell me. How did it all go?

Horses, balloons.

We know all about your adventures from the posts online.

- Mm-hmm. - Yeah, well...

This trip was our first time visiting Cappadocia.

Naturally, you want to see everything.

Uh... But we had a good time.

I guess it's been a little tiring, hmm?

Exhausting. I mean, I'm worn out. It's been a long trip.

Well, of course.

Oh, but we didn't go horseback riding. I'd like to do that next time.

- Um... Excuse me. - Yeah, sure.

Do you really wanna go horseback riding?

Oh, I'd love it.

Güneş, can we talk?

Is that a new dress?

It's from you, isn't it?

Thank you.

It fits perfectly.

Normally, I'd have to try it on first.

Umay.

Um... Will you excuse me for a second? I'll be right back.

Umay, this time you've really taken it too far.

What have you done?

- What did I do? - Umay, seriously.

You bought the same dress I got for you and you sent it to Güneş.

Sh-She thinks I bought it for her.

You do remember the dress you bought for me, huh?

So I guess you can remember things without Güneş's reminders after all.

Umay, what were you thinking?

What do you want from me, huh?

I want you to understand how I feel, Deniz, for once.

You really should've just bought that dress for her instead of me anyways.

Umay, what are you talking about? This is getting pathetic.

You need to stop. I came here to help Güneş with something

and now you show up like you're stalking me...

I'm not stalking you.

Güneş tags her location in every photo.

- I came here to talk to you, Deniz. - Just call me if you want to talk.

Use your phone. Is that clear? If you wanted to talk to me,

you didn't have to come all this way here just to prove a point.

If your problem's with me, why bother her? What's Güneş have to do with any of this?

This isn't about her.

I don't care about her, so just stop it.

I don't care, Deniz.

Do you really think I came all the way down here

to talk about your ex-girlfriend?

You're a man of your word, aren't you?

You honor your commitments, right?

So I thought you might want to know.

We have something we need to handle.

Whether you like it or not, we have to deal with it, Deniz.

Umay, what are you trying to say?

I'm pregnant.

So, Ms. Pervin, I guess you're leaving us.

Who knows when you'll be back here?

Well, you could always come to visit us in İstanbul.

Hmm...

You know, why not? I haven't been to İstanbul in forever.

It's so crowded, though.

People are everywhere. It's too much.

Oh, I know some very quiet places.

Oh?

I would love to show you around someday. Hmm?

I'd love that. That would be great.

Everywhere is great with you.

Güneş. Where are you going?

Um...

It's my stomach. Please excuse me.

Um...

Should we get her some medicine?

I'll call her in a minute, hmm.

So when it comes to love,

do you let your pride lead you?

Or are you courageous and walk into the unknown?

Too bad they left before you could share the good news.

Hmm.

Oh, I'm absolutely dying to hear. Could you at least tell me, Mahir?

I want to know who bought the house.

Okay, okay. I will. I'll tell you.

A young gentleman bought it. He's already put down the deposit.

He wants to propose to the love of his life there.

Will you follow true love and step over the threshold,

even if you burn in the fire because of it?

Only you can choose.

Goodbye, Cappadocia.

I've made beautiful memories here.

I will miss you.