![]() It took a few seconds for Seza to say something to the sound of the music and leave her side. However, he was a digger and always used his hands, but what did that arrogant guy do with his hand! When he felt the pain as he squeezed his hands open, his nerves came to the top. When he looked at his hand as he entered the club, he saw that the redness had increased. He was thinking about those few minutes he still had. He pretended to listen to Seza's stupid conversations, but he hadn't heard any of them. When they came to the place where they celebrated with the team, Hande got out of the car in a calm way. When Seza got on her side, she quickly left. When he got out of the hotel, he shuddered from the cool wind and kissed his parents and got into his own car. No one had noticed what she had just experienced, and that was why she felt. The atmosphere in the hotel was becoming more and more stifling. He closed his eyes and opened them immediately. She felt chills as she walked past him with an icy expression. He couldn't help himself with happiness as he took his parents' arms and left the living room until he saw that man again!Īs Kerem entered the hall as fast as the wind, his walk was frightening. He'd spent a night that didn't get in the way of his face. After hugging and celebrating with her family for the last time, Hande took a breath and closed her eyes. After interviews with the press and photo shoots, the night started to end slowly. While the applause was getting louder, Hande got down with a plaque in her hand and hugged her teacher, who opened her arms, and then all her teammates. "On behalf of Bilkent University, on behalf of my teacher İlber Karatay and on behalf of all my teammates!" He tried to smile as his aching hand started to tremble, holding the plaque forcibly.Ĭonfident that no one but herself noticed what she was going through, Hande shouted loudly into the microphone, which was extended by raising the plaque among the applause, without reflecting the explosion inside her. Then to Kerem's terrible eyes, to the guests with a forced smile for the last time. He looked down at his reddened hand as the pain subsided. As the flashes went off one after the other, Hande turned to the guests. He was clenching his hand while clenching his teeth, and it was incredibly painful. ![]() It was obvious from his chin that he was squeezing Kerem's hand. He was cold as his hand his gaze, his eyes… The pain in his hand was increasing. Kerem held his breath as he shook his hand and lifted his head. He held out his hand as his nervous gaze increased even more as the flashes began to explode. Hande took the plaque from Kerem and looked at her outstretched hand for a few seconds. The cold green eyes that look terribly and the black, proud eyes that contrast with him. While Kerem was handing the plaque to Hande, their eyes met for a moment. He was a live witness to an event that was considered impossible. Hande could not express her astonishment when she saw that the color of the server had faded. When the presenter extended the microphone towards Kerem, Kerem took a hard look at the presenter, said something and retreated. Holding his head upright, he cast a haughty look at the person in front of him and looked at him with a serious expression. He freshened his trembling breath when Kerem came to the stage without looking at himself and took the award given by the presenter without smiling. While the applause was rising, it was Kerem's footsteps, echo and hum that filled his ears, which Hande heard despite those voices.
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