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I can't believe you actually postponed your honeymoon

to catch up on the gossip, Özgen.

I would cancel everything for this, okay?

What happened at the wedding, girl?

While we were celebrating, what was going on upstairs?

And why am I reading about it on social media? Shame on you.

Beren, I told you it was a secret.

Don't blame me. I had to tell someone, baby.

And that someone was me.

So do you have more pictures of you and Deniz kissing? Because I only have two.

It was like I had a legendary wedding, and I had no idea.

- So tell me, 'kay? - Özgen, that's enough now.

- Stop it. - No, you can't stop now.

No way! Let it all out.

We wanna hear all the dirty secrets.

That's right. Let's hear it.

We were arguing, and you two made us make up.

Okay? After that, we had the ceremony.

And then we were on the dance floor. And?

Well, then...

I went to go get your speech from the room.

And Deniz was there.

Hakan didn't write his speech, did he? Hmm?

He sent Deniz to copy the speech I wrote. That's so like him.

I know him inside out. Typical.

Actually, Deniz and I had an argument upstairs.

Right when the argument was heating up, then--

- The whole place caught fire! - Unbelievable.

Keep your voice down.

That got everyone looking.

Yes, go on.

- Yes to what? - Keep talking. You're live on the air.

Oh, that's right.

Your event planner. What was her name? Ceyda?

- Ceyda. That stuck, huh? - Şeyda.

She said she'd find the photographer

- and sue the guy. - Oh! Does she know who he is?

They're going to find out. We'll see.

So, uh, how do you feel about the photos getting out there?

I don't know what to feel.

At first, I panicked a little 'cause the photographs

are more than your average, everyday picture.

But then, of all the other shots where Deniz doesn't reveal his face,

- I think it's our most genuine photo. - You're too cute.

- I could bite your face off! - Ooh, the bonfire is already lit!

Look at you and your cute rosy cheeks.

Oh, come on. Stop it.

Yeah, you're head over heels in love, aren't you?

- All right, cut it out. - But how did Deniz react?

That's what I want to know.

Don't know. We didn't talk about it.

What?

- Honestly, we didn't get a chance. - Huh?

Well, I think he probably feels, like, relieved or something.

Because, I mean, what's even left to keep secret, huh?

Right. Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute.

The speech Hakan wrote at the wedding, the one that made me cry,

could that be the speech Deniz wrote for you after he kissed you?

Could they be the same speech?

Ö, you know Hakan spoke from his heart. He was so sincere.

Yeah.

Besides, Deniz... didn't have time to write something like that.

It's impossible.

- Oh, really? - What was he so busy doing?

You guys are being so nosy!

Go drink your coffee. Get out of here.

Yeah, so spill it. What exactly was he so busy with out there?

So she has an excuse for being late.

- How about you? - Oh, oof.

I got pulled over and I got a ticket 'cause I had a taillight out.

- How did that happen? - I have no idea.

I guess someone probably hit it in my building's parking lot.

Anyway, so, you lovebirds,

are you officially back as a couple now?

I don't know.

Last few days I've been helping Ayça prepare to go to the States.

There's still a lot to do.

- Uh-huh. - He's working on the London job.

I guess we're taking things slow this time.

Hello?

All right, put him through.

Mr. Rauf, hello.

Okay, I'll be there in a minute.

- Mr. Rauf. - Oh. Come on in, Deniz.

How are you?

I'm nervous. You wouldn't call me unless it was urgent.

You probably noticed some tension in the office.

A photo of you and Güneş was leaked.

That's correct.

Our competition still hasn't removed Güneş's ad

from that construction site of theirs.

I can see it from my window.

Yes, I know.

I see it on my way in every day.

The thing is, our client just called.

They wanted to know if it was really you in that photograph with Güneş.

They see this as a prestige project, you know?

So, what's your verdict, Mr. Rauf?

I haven't reached one yet.

You are my key player in this firm.

We'll make this decision together.

I think you should avoid dealing with clients directly.

So, why don't you take charge of the London project?

What do you think?

So...

I should move to London and head up the project? Is that what you mean?

The guys in London wanted you there from the beginning.

We'll make it worth your while. I promise.

You just need to decide what you want.

All right. I-I have to think.

You wrap up the London project.

Once things settle down, we can discuss the terms again, okay?

Okay. I understand.

So you're not leaving immediately, then?

I've fallen in love with İstanbul again, Pervin.

But in a different way now.

Love, love.

Smart-ass bird.

Hmm.

And besides, I was thinking

that you might find the need for a lawyer that you can trust around here.

Is this about Rauf?

Oh, that man is a playboy. What has it have to do with me, Mahir?

Stop reminding me of him.

Yeah, so anyway...

...have you heard the news?

Did you see what happened?

At the wedding, Boran was showing off, pretending to be Mr. Alpha.

Hmm.

- Uh, he's launching a new men's magazine. - Hmm?

Mm-hmm.

What does that baby know about publishing?

He said he's naming the magazine Mr. Alpha.

He's just relying on his media mogul father.

Hmm. Maybe.

But if you think about it,

who else could he be relying on?

Tell me.

My rose,

you told me, "My dear editor Güneş is still together with Boran."

That's what you said.

- I did. - You did.

I like Güneş a lot.

She's a good person. Quiet and gentle.

But I'm not sure she's all that reliable, if you ask me.

What's this?

When was this photo taken?

It's new.

You're early as well?

Yes, I left early today.

I'm a little hungry.

Then let's order something.

Uh, so the wedding planner managed to find the guy who took our photos.

We can sue him if we want to. Do you wanna talk to her?

No, I don't think it really matters anymore.

Are you sure about that?

Then why do you look so upset?

Mr. Alpha's gone.

And you might actually be rid of him for good.

Doesn't that make you happy?

How are you? I couldn't call from the office.

There were some issues.

Is that what's wrong?

Deniz, you okay?

Just problems at work. Things I need to deal with.

I guess my mind's on that.

Sorry, but I saw the photo, Deniz.

Do whatever you want with Güneş,

but I'm not just gonna follow you to London.

What's going on? Why are you asking anyway?

'Cause of our plans for the future, I can't quit my job.

Oh, so now it's my fault that you can't quit?

Do whatever you want.

You don't have to plan for us.

I don't expect anything from you.

Umay, I thought the two of us were looking for a way

to work this out for the baby's sake, no?

Don't we need to find some middle ground?

- And this is your plan? - Yeah.

You really want me to leave everything and uproot my life

so I can live with you in London for a year?

Yes, that's what I'm asking.

I mean, you could do photography or take some time for yourself.

Fine. All right.

On one condition.

Since the baby will be born in London,

we should get married, even if it's just legally.

Are you gonna tell me what it is?

I need to go to London.

Go.

It's just for two days. What's wrong?

Are you sad because we'll be apart for two days?

Is that what's going on?

Honey, it'll go by fast.

I'll be gone awhile.

I'll be gone a year. To oversee the project over there.

A year? Are you serious?

When did you find out?

Um, when the photo was leaked.

The client asked my boss if it was me.

Of course.

It's the same thing again.

Okay. I get it.

I mean, nothing is for sure yet.

I could quit my job. That's an option.

This is such a big deal you'd consider leaving your job?

It's bothering you this much?

If I quit my job,

I'll lose my commission.

I won't have any clients.

But I guess I'll find a way.

I'll figure it out somehow.

- Us? - Hmm?

What about us? Is this it?

What?

Why are you looking at me like that?

Like all of this is my fault again.

I never said that it was, Güneş.

I know you, Deniz.

I know you. I can see it in your eyes.

When we were going through this back then,

didn't you tell me that my work wasn't important?

You even accused me of being inconsiderate. You remember that?

How does it feel now that it's about your work?

Doesn't feel that great, does it, Deniz?

Güneş, please don't.

Do you even realize what all this means?

Mr. Alpha's finished.

He's exposed.

Everyone knows who he is, and nobody cares anymore.

The hype is gone.

It'll all fade away. You get it?

People might not even care about my articles.

It's not much different for me either.

I'm not in the same exact position as you,

but still, I could lose my job at the magazine too.

But on the way here, I thought about it, Deniz.

Does it even matter?

Does it matter to us?

We can finally be together.

- Yes, absolutely. You're right. - That's all that matters.

Um...

I'll work it out somehow. Don't worry too much, okay?

Do you really want to be together, Deniz?

Sure, we seem to have rekindled something, but...

I can see that we won't be the same.

I'll fix this, Güneş.

Just give me some time to fix it. Trust me.

I've got this.

You were right when we broke up, you know.

It is hard to trust again.

I see the same look in your eyes, Deniz.

Where are you going?

- Güneş, wait. - We'll talk later.

- Güneş. - Later!

Leyla. Wait. Wait!

Leyla! Leyla, stop.

Don't go. Wait!

Leyla!

Why are you upset?

What's wrong? Why are you crying?

They just broke up.

Leyla, stop!

- So what? They'll make up soon. - Leyla!

What if they don't, Deniz? They're really done.

Are you really this upset? This... This is just a movie.

Life isn't like that at all. That doesn't happen. I swear it doesn't.

Don't get upset over it.

What do you mean "life is different"?

Breakups are real.

And I'm not crying over them.

Then why?

I was just thinking, "What...

What if, one day, we broke up?"

Yeah, but we aren't.

We're still together, aren't we?

Oh, stop it already! Okay? Ugh!

- Look at your man running after you! - Leyla!

- Poor guy's out of breath. - Leyla!

How long does he have to chase you, huh?

- Damn it! - All right, all right. Come here now.

Come here. Come here.

Listen, I would chase after you and convince you to come back to me.

We would make up, okay?

Promise.

- Would we? - For sure.

- Would you win me back? - Of course I would.

This is just a movie, all right?

- Forget about it. - But breakups are real.

I mean, what if they don't get back together again?

Then I guess the writer had a reason for it, but it's just a film.

I would win you back. I swear I would.

Now, come on. Don't let it get to you, okay?

- Promise? - Promise.

Don't let it get to you. It's just a movie.

It's silly. Now, stop watching it and come here. Give me a hug.

- It hurts right here. - Where does it hurt?

- Right here. - Uh-huh? Oh.

Does it hurt here too?

- Mm-hmm. - Does it hurt anywhere else?

Mmm.

Look back! He's still chasing after you!

- Let him catch up! - That's enough now.

Quit it or I'll turn the movie off.

Mmm. It's okay.

Stay here with me, hmm?

Güneş, dear.

You're not scheming behind my back, are you?

Of course not. What are you talking about, Pervin?

Boran is preparing to release a magazine named Mr. Alpha.

Mr. Alpha? What?

Mm-hmm. You didn't know?

You called me. I thought you and Boran had an agreement.

Pervin, I really don't know anything about this.

I mean, I told you to go ahead

and say Boran was the real Mr. Alpha for the readers' sake.

I didn't think you'd start a magazine with him.

Why would I do something like that?

Look, this isn't real. Or if it is, I didn't know about it.

Besides, Boran isn't even in my life anymore.

Oh, I just don't know what I'm supposed to believe anymore, Güneş.

I mean, I saw the picture of you and Deniz.

Darling, looks like the readers aren't the only people you have to convince.

Now you have me.

- What do you mean? - What will you write about now, Güneş?

What is your next story gonna be?

Are you gonna write about Deniz?

- Deniz... - Oh, please. Let's not start this again.

Write about your love for Deniz if you want.

Or write about how you were spied on, how those pictures were taken.

It's trending, so capitalize on it now, honey.

Just run with it.

Just run.

Are you positive that this is the photographer that took those photos of us?

I saw him sneaking around the wedding.

He wasn't one of my guys and I warned him.

I've got him on camera.

Let's take a peek.

I mean, it seems like he was waiting on the balcony

right across from the room that you guys were in.

So... So you were watching us with these cameras?

We were. But don't worry,

only the corridors have the cameras.

Don't be embarrassed, Ms. Güneş. I've seen all sorts of things at weddings.

Ah. There.

This is the guy who sold your pictures. See?

Can you fast-forward to when we were inside the room?

Because someone accidentally walked in on us.

Hmm. Of course. Let's have a look.

Let's see.

- Oh. Y-You can kinda skip this part. - Oh, okay. Sure. I'll do that.

Who's that? Do you know her?

Oh.

See how she walks into the wrong room and panics? Watch her run away.

Is that Umay?

How do you know her?

Uh... I met with her quite recently.

For her wedding.

She wants to have a long, graceful veil that flows down the staircase.

Umay is getting married?

She is.

Everyone's getting married. It's wedding season.

We haven't even discussed the marriage, and here you are planning a wedding?

Umay, what is all of this?

Are you serious right now?

You said it was just going to be a formality.

I haven't even agreed to that yet. I think you're getting ahead of yourself here.

You're the one asking me to change my whole life, Deniz.

Don't make me look like a fool.

You have to at least give me something here.

I agreed to all the terms you asked for.

This is the only thing that I'm asking of you.

There won't be a wedding, Umay.

All right, Deniz.

It doesn't have to be a huge blowout or anything.

But let's at least talk to the planner and ask them questions.

Meeting with her won't kill you, right?

When you decided to drag me to London,

when you asked me to change my life completely,

I was so reasonable.

I didn't make a scene.

Did I?

To what do I owe this honor, Ms. Güneş?

I wanted to take you out for lunch as a thank you.

- Why is that so surprising? - Really?

I mean, after seeing that... photograph at the wedding,

I honestly thought you'd never call me again.

Hmm.

I can explain that to you.

I don't want you to be upset.

Hmm? Upset about?

You see, Boran,

you always put me first, so now I'm doing the same for you.

I mean, what would I do without you, Boran? Really.

Güneş, no. Seriously.

Oh, please, Güneş. Come on. I didn't do anything.

- Really. - Of course you did.

You did so much.

You did everything for me.

You even hired a photographer.

The wedding planner found him and told me, Boran.

Oh, and I should also congratulate you now too.

I heard about the magazine.

That's good.

No one has ever believed in me, Güneş. Seriously.

The magazine idea came to me the first time I ever saw you.

Like I said before, I'm an investor, Güneş.

So you invested in me?

I did, but I do really love you. I promise.

Who didn't believe in you?

Your father?

Are you still waiting for his approval?

Is that why you did all of this, Boran?

What are you talking about?

You are a sweet, understanding and kindhearted man.

Why aren't you showing that side of you?

I'm still not good enough to be Mr. Alpha though.

That's exactly what you don't get.

You don't need to be Mr. Alpha.

You can just be yourself, Boran.

But with someone else.

All right.

Without Mr. Alpha, what will you write about?

What are you going to do?

Deniz's face is out there now. Everyone saw him.

How will it work?

The mystery's gone now. What will you do?

Oh, let me explain that to you.

You see, while you were too busy using and manipulating me...

I realized something.

I'm still very much in love with Deniz.

So it's okay.

Don't be sad. I would hate for you to be sad. Okay?

Enjoy your meal.

Hello, Güneş?

Hi. Şeyda, how are you?

I'm good. How about you?

I'm good, thanks. I'm calling 'cause...

you know that photographer guy?

Well, I've decided to drop it.

I don't have the energy to fight anyone.

Honestly, Güneş, I'm a bit lost.

I don't know if there's a good way to say this to you.

- What is it? - Remember Umay? The one we talked about?

Do you know who she came in with today?

What...

Is it Deniz?

Yes. You...

Never mind. They're both here.

They came in together.

What's crazy is we just saw your photo with him online.

I know that I told you I've seen a lot of things in my career.

But even I don't know what's going on here, honey.

Thank you, Şeyda. I appreciate you telling me.

- Why are you still here? - Huh?

What's wrong? Something's wrong. What is it?

That asshole.

He sent me flowers. Can you believe it?

- Who? - Ozan, babe.

He did not.

He did.

At the wedding, he was texting me flirty messages the whole night.

It was gross.

Why didn't you tell us then?

How could I tell you guys?

You guys had a full dance card.

And this is just pathetic.

My engaged ex-boyfriend is trying to get into my pants.

Not what I would call a good time.

I'm sorry we haven't been there for you.

We've been so caught up in our own problems we neglected you.

Oh, no. Don't talk like that.

You guys didn't do anything wrong. Uh-uh.

I mean...

at the wedding,

I realized

I'm really alone.

It's true.

I'm so tired of being known as the independent woman

who handles everything on her own.

And it's not because I'm weak or 'cause I can't do it.

But, you know,

sometimes it would be nice if I didn't have to be.

Pfft.

Never mind. Forget it. Ugh.

No, I won't forget about it. Tell me. I'm here. Please.

I come home, and the hallway lightbulb is out.

It's been out for months.

I haven't replaced it.

And it's not because I can't screw in a lightbulb.

I just wish someone was there when I walked in.

And...

maybe they had already taken care of it for me.

So every night, I open the door, walk inside and reach for the switch,

hoping that maybe this time,

maybe, it will work.

I just want someone to care about me, someone to do something for me for once.

You're right.

So right.

It will happen.

Believe me, it will.

And not because you can't do it.

But because someone, somewhere,

is waiting for the day that he finally meets you too,

and you can take care of each other.

And in the meantime, I'll come and replace the bulb tonight.

That's sweet of you, but it's not really the same thing, is it?

I know.

All right, never mind.

I think you should work it out with Deniz.

Seriously. Look, you really shouldn't throw away what you have together.

You think he'll always be there waiting?

This is Deniz, girl.

He won't stay in this on-and-off relationship forever.

One day, he'll go.

And you'll only be left with the memories.

You're right.

And I'll always be reminded of it.

Think I need to go.

Wait, Güneş. What does that mean?

Where do you need to go exactly?

Güneş?

Mom's already working out the time difference between here and the US.

I figured I'd go see her now so we can start our goodbyes early.

Are you okay?

Ayça.

Would you like me to come with you?

Only until you get settled in.

Are you serious?

Absolutely.

I... I want to get out of this house.

I wish I could erase all the memories in this place that make me think of Deniz,

but it's impossible.

Don't cry.

I just need to be with you for a little while.

Just a little while.

Otherwise, I'll go back to where I was six months ago,

trapping myself in these painful memories,

finding myself writing here and nothing will ever change.

I'm sorry things didn't work out with Deniz.

Me too.

Don't be.

Listen, do whatever makes you happy, all right?

Whatever that is.

Look at you, comforting your big sister.

Come here. Give me a hug.

Mmm.

Oh, I love you.

You sure you're not doing this just to keep me company in the US, right?

No way.

Look, don't worry about me.

What you should worry about

is how we'll survive in a 350-square-foot apartment together.

Don't be silly.

- I can't wait to live with you. - Yeah, me too.

- Oh, Sis. - Hmm?

Does this mean you'll cook me meals while I'm in class?

- Me? - Mm-hmm.

- Cook meals? - Will you do it?

I'll try.

I'll grab a coffee while you finish packing.

Of course. Out of all the bikes, just my mirror gets knocked off.

- Was that your bike? - What the...

Huh?

Someone hit it and knocked off your mirror.

Oh, um...

Did you repair it?

Oh, yes.

- Thank you very much. - You're welcome.

It's nothing. I just tightened a few screws.

Yeah, just to be clear, I didn't hit your bike.

Oh. No, it's not... Um... Uh...

That's not what I thought.

It's been a while since someone did something for me.

I'm surprised, that's all.

I'm Semih.

Oh, sorry.

Beren.

If I had really done it, it would be like in the movies, huh?

Look, this is nice, with all these flowers.

This looks like Tuscany, right?

We could do something small before we leave, right?

What's wrong?

Do you really wanna stage a wedding like this

for two people who don't love each other?

Deniz, don't you get it?

Why in the world would I have your child if I didn't love you?

I'm gonna go get some air.

Get some air.

Don't stay, don't listen, don't talk.

Just avoid me, Deniz.

Boran. You wanted to see me?

- So, you found the photographer? - Mm-hmm.

I need that guy.

Hmm. Then please tell me what you want with him.

Hmm?

You're not even the real Mr. Alpha, right?

Yet you made me believe you were the real deal.

Umay.

Boran, don't mess this all up.

You're the one who messed up, Umay.

It looks like your plan is working perfectly.

- Huh? - Boran, please leave now.

- We'll talk later. - No, we talk now.

We're talking now, and you're gonna tell me the truth.

Did you trick me too?

Everything's going the way you wanted. How is that possible?

- Did you trick the photographer too? - Stop talking. Shh.

What's going on? What's he saying?

Just the truth. I'm telling the truth.

- If I go down, you go down, too, Umay. - Stop it.

If it's not today, your secret will come out in a few months.

Unless you already have another trick planned.

After all,

there is no baby in there. Hmm?

But you'll find a way to fake that too. Right?

Right, Umay?

Umay, why would you do this?

You did it.

You did this to us.

I asked you.

I asked if you loved another woman already, Deniz.

You told me that you were over your ex.

Why did you lie to me, Umay?

It's your fault. You made this a game.

You made it a competition.

You chased her all the way to Cappadocia, didn't you, Deniz?

When did he go there?

Do you even wonder how it felt?

You were supposed to be a good and kind man.

I gave you everything, Deniz.

But you gave me nothing.

You made me look like a complete fool, Deniz.

I never lied to you. I always told you everything.

Even when you tricked Güneş in Cappadocia, I still trusted and believed you.

Why did you do this?

What is it between you and Güneş? I don't get it.

Shut up, will you?

Huh?

Listen to me.

Güneş was gonna live the life I wanted with you.

And I'd have to watch the whole thing on Instagram.

Really? Seriously?

Umay, that's enough.

You've done enough.

Enough?

What's so special about her?

What does she have that I don't?

And they tell me I want to be Mr. Alpha.

- She wants to be Güneş for real. - Would you shush?

Just shut up! We're trying to have a conversation!

Deniz, please. Wait up.

- Deniz, please. - I'll shut up.

Deniz.

Please.

Memories are patient.

Each one waits patiently to resurface.

Sometimes for a scent,

or maybe a song,

or just a single fleeting moment.

Just like when we're angry with people

and our minds never seem to remember the beautiful memories,

when we miss someone,

it floods us with the most special memories everywhere we look.

But, sadly,

all those memories that I once loved,

the ones filled with joy,

now, only bring me pain.

Maybe it's because I've lost those memories forever.

Maybe it's because I didn't fully appreciate them in the moment.

Or maybe it's because I know that, now, they are too far out of reach.

All I know for sure is that it hurts to remember them.

I can't live in a house filled with such vivid memories.

Everywhere I look,

everything I touch,

every scent I smell,

every word I write

casts the shadow of my past onto this moment.

And now, I am at a crossroads.

I can either stay and battle these memories every day,

or I can leave and create new ones.

So, today, I'm saying goodbye.

I am leaving the old me wrapped in the memories of this house.

And I'll walk out the door to meet the new version of myself.

I'm forever grateful for these memories.

And I will try to embrace the new possibilities that lie ahead.

But regardless of what happens, I will always remember love.

Hello, Hakan.

Uh, Güneş isn't answering the phone.

I'm heading to the office. Can you call Özgen?

Could she tell Güneş to check her phone?

Özgen called her. She didn't pick up.

Deniz,

Güneş is going to the US with her sister.

- Özgen said-- - What?

Hello?

Hakan?

Well, that's just perfect.

Oh, no. I'm not gonna make it. I'm late again.

I'm going to miss my flight.

Hey, do you see my bag in there?

Deniz, can't you hear me?

- I'm running so damn late. - Oh, shocking.

Can you call me a taxi? I need to get ready.

How about I take you to the airport?

- Mm-hmm. - Not happening.

- Really? - Uh-huh.

Just think it over and let me know.

I'll be waiting for you down here.

Okay?

We'll take the motorcycle.

Oh, yeah. As you wish.

Please keep this from Mom and Dad for now.

I want to tell them myself.

Okay. I don't think they saw the photo anyway.

Or... ...maybe they think I didn't see it.

- They haven't said anything. - All right.

And don't tell them I'm going to the States with you.

I'll tell them myself.

The movers are here right now. I'll give them a call when I'm on the way.

Okay, sounds good.

Don't worry about it. Love you.

Love you too.

There's a box here, ma'am.

Is that going too?

I'll take care of it.

Jump. I'll catch you. Just jump.

You're brave. You didn't hesitate.

A life well-lived is full of risks guided by destiny.

She's both beautiful and articulate as well.

He behaves like an alpha male and dresses well too.

Ah. Is it the jacket?

Your sweater. Lilac. My favorite color.

Oh, you've gotta be kidding me! I missed the boat.

What are you so sad about?

The fact that you missed the boat or that you missed me?

Well-played.

But first you have to tell me, how long have you been standing here,

watching people get on and off just so you could see me again?

I just got here.

You know, finding a lilac helmet wasn't that easy.

I'm in the study. Over.

I'm in the bedroom. Over.

I miss you very much. What are you doing?

- Still sleeping. Over. - Copy that.

She knows her name already. She's just staring at us.

Please, let's keep her.

Whoa, I can't believe it! I really can't believe it!

Never occurred to me to visit a fortune teller on our first date.

Not a fortune teller. Psychic.

What did she say about me? I'm curious. You've gotta tell me.

We embark on a long journey.

One that'll change our lives forever.

Do you really believe in all that magic stuff? Fortunes, etcetera?

I believe in us.

Every time I board the ferry from the pier outside my house,

I dream of going back to the day we met.

And I want to be in every photo with you.

I remember everything.

And like you said,

I believe in us.

At every sunset, when the sun and the sea reunite at 6:20,

I will be waiting for you on our ferry.

Because I, too, long to be reunited with you.

Pick up, Deniz.

Pick up.

Come on, answer the phone!

Deniz?

Deniz!

Damn it.

Damn it, I missed it.

Are you sad you missed the boat or sad you missed me?

Why didn't you answer any of my phone calls?

Why didn't you pick up the phone?

Why didn't you open the box that I sent you, huh?

What if I never opened it?

I would have made the flight in time.