Kıvılcım rolls her eyes. She walks over to the bed and crosses her legs, sipping on her coffee.

Ömer: I'll throw your clothes in the drier.

Kıvılcım gets up quickly.

Kıvılcım: Don't you'll ruin that dress. I'll have to take it to the dry cleaners.

Kıvılcım sits back down and Ömer sits next to her, keeping a clear distance between them.

They sit in almost complete awkward silence, the only noise heard is Kıvılcım sipping on her coffee.

Ömer decides to break their awkward silence.

Ömer: How did you get here? I don't see your car outside.

Kıvılcım's tone a little bit irritated.

Kıvılcım: I came with a taxi. You didn't think I'll drink and drive?

Ömer: Don't immediately get defensive Kıvılcım.

She goes quiet again.

Ömer: Since your car is not here, your clothes are wet and it's already very late for a taxi, stay here. (Ömer sees Kıvılcım expression change defensive again) Don't worry, I'll sleep in the guest bedroom.

Kıvılcım: Okay, but it's only because I don't want to let Metehan see me in clothes like this. I'll send him a message to tell him I'm staying over at Fatma's.

There's that awkward silence again. Kıvılcım finishes her coffee. She puts her cup down next on the nightstand and her gaze lands on Ömer, who's fiddling with his hands.

Kıvılcım: I'm sorry.

Ömer meets her gaze, a little confused about what she's apologizing for.

Ömer: What for?

Kıvılcım: For coming to your house like this. I don't usually do rebellious things like this.

Ömer: Maybe that's a good thing. Being rebellious now and then.

Kıvılcım: I went a little crazy.

Ömer: A little?

Kıvılcım: Ömer... Okay go, you're trying to mess with me.

Ömer laughs.

Ömer: I won't do it anymore. Promise.

Kıvılcım: I actually told Fatma only one drink and I ended up drinking much more. As you can see, alcohol is not good for me.

Ömer: I need to apologize to you too. I pushed you too hard in the office today. I just lose all self control around you.

Kıvılcım: It's forgotten. In the end you weren't completely wrong.

Ömer and Kıvılcım gets deeper into conversation.

Ömer: Kıvılcım, I'm sorry if I overstepped boundaries that night. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. I didn't mean to make you feel bad after what we did.

Kıvılcım: I didn't set any boundaries for you too overstep, Ömer. I'm not uncomfortable and I'm not feeling bad about what we did. On the contrary, I feel the total opposite.

Ömer raises his eyebrows.

Ömer: What do you mean? I thought you're mad at me.

Kıvılcım: Honestly speaking, I'm feeling guilty for reasons I can't explain to you just yet. That night... (she pauses, choosing her words carefully) I haven't felt so content with myself in almost a decade. I was so vulnerable Ömer. And although I was totally aware of it, it didn't make me want to pull away like I always do. I couldn't stop myself when I'm usually the one with the most self control...

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