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For the first time in his life, Murat didn't care about his schedule. Selin invited him for a tea to make up for the "accident," and as they walked down the street, the music followed them. Murat realized that his quiet, organized world had been missing exactly this: a little bit of chaos, a lot of laughter, and a love that arrives unannounced—

"Oh no! I am so, so sorry!" she cried, popping up and dusting off her knees. She had messy curls and a smile that seemed to have more energy than the song playing in the background. "I'm Selin. I usually drive better, I swear!" Д°smail Yk PaldД±r KГјldГјr

"You really did... crash into me," Murat stammered, a small smile breaking through his serious face. For the first time in his life, Murat

Murat, who usually would have spent ten minutes complaining about his ruined shirt, found himself unable to speak. He looked at his apples scattered on the pavement, then back at Selin, who was now laughing at the absurdity of it all. I am so, so sorry

Apples went flying. Murat’s perfectly pressed shirt was suddenly covered in dust.