Uncertain Unity Can/Sanem

⚘Chapter-Thirty Three⚘

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"Ok so what going on. I hope you're coming back." Deren told her as Sanem made herself comfortable.

"I'm not staying Deren, as soon as Abla is settled in a routine with the baby I'm heading back to Spain." She informed her.

"I thought so....I spoke to Hayat yesterday, but still had hope." Deren sighed. "I'm glad things worked out for you." She told her.

"It's all thanks to you Deren." Sanem said continuing. "I don't know how I will ever be able to repay you. That was one one the darkest times in my life. I don't know what I would have done if I hadn't been given the chance."

"Nonsense...all I did was make a call. The rest was your own doing." Deren said standing up taking hold of Sanems hand. "Come on you promised we'd have lunch when you came back. I'm still holding you to that." She told her as she led her out of her office.

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"I've got It all sorted." Emre said as he came in with the bags. "Are you sure you up to going to the park?" He asked her.

"I'll be fine." Layla said rubbing her back. "Zehra had a slight temperature, after all that running around she was a little irritable so I put her down for a nap."

"Ok so it's all arranged, have you told Sanem?" He asked.

"Not yet, she's gone to see Deren." Layla told him.

"I hope this will help her." Emre said looking at Layla.

"It will, although the baby's memory will always be in her heart, she hasn't really said good bye. This will give her the chance." Layla told him.

At that moment a cry came from Zehra's room. Emre went to see to her. Leaving Layla in thought.

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Can had left as soon as Omer arrived. Now sitting in what had become his favourite place in the last few weeks. Thinking things over, he had never seen his Anne that angry. He couldn't blame her really, but she was aiming her anger at the wrong person.

Omer must have come to his senses at last. 'Maybe Anne would change her mind', he thought. Rubbing his forhead he could feel a headache coming on.

Metin had called him last night, letting him know Sanem had e-mailed him. He had stalled at Can's request. However there was only so many excuses he could come up with. In the end he had to reply to her.

That was also playing on his mind. His limited time. Sighing, he stood up he had been out here for a good few hours. 'There was no way to avoid it' he thought as he made his way home.

His Baba was waiting for him. "Son you're back I was getting worried." He told him.

"I was just in the fields. Trying to clear my mind and make sense of it all." Can said taking a bottle of water out of the fridge.

"Did you?" His Baba asked, sitting down."Come take a seat."

"No not really." Can said as he sat down. "It's all a big mess." He sighed. "Where's Anne?" Can asked.

"Your Anne wasn't feeling well, she went to bed." His Baba told him.

"How was she?" Can asked.

"Well after Omer left...let's just say she wasn't in the best of moods."

"She wasn't too hard on him, was she?" Can asked scruching his eyes. Knowing his Anne, he felt a little bad for Omer.

"Don't worry about him he'll live to tell the tail." His Baba said. "And he derserved it, roping the poor girl into his pointless scheme."