Uncertain Unity Can/Sanem

⚘Chapter-Thirteen⚘

"Ayhan what did he look like?" Sanem asked dreading the answer.

"Well he was tall...he had long hair... hmm in a ponytail and a beard..." Ayhan described him...she didn't have to think hard. There was something about him that made him almost unforgettable.

That was it...Sanem began to panic...her breath getting caught she was finding it hard to breath. Wheezing...she put a hand to her chest trying to catch her breath. Ayhan saw her facial expressions change. Quickly coming over to her.

"Sanem...Sanem...love...what's wrong come on breath. Come on now in through your nose out through your mouth...deep breaths" she put a hand on her back gently rubbing it.

Layla had explained the panic attacks to Ayhan and how to help Sanem through them. However this was the first time Ayhan had witnessed it, and it frightened her. She was helpless... there was nothing she could do to help her friend except be there for her. It took a while for her to calm down.

The fact that the description she had given of the man had bought the panic attack on, made it clear that she some how knew the man. Ayhan had a feeling Sanem was keeping something from her.

After calming down, Sanem closed her eyes and began to cry...silent tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Sanem love...what's wrong?, come on talk to me, you can't keep it bottled up. We haven't seen each other...so I haven't had a chance to talk about it..."

"Ayhan...please leave it."

"Sanem you can't live in fear....come on love you have to start living again. You have to get through this...No you can get through this" Ayhan corrected herself, "We're all here for you...but if don't lets us in, we can't help. Love if we could we would take all the pain away from you in an instance...but we can only do so much. Please don't let it take over. Now what about work. Deren keeps asking me when you're going to come back. Have you at least gone into the office. They didn't want to disturb you at home and thought you would go in when you felt well enough...like I did. Deren wants you back...please."

"Ayhan I need time..." Sanem started.

"That's fine Sanem...take all the time you need...but love I don't want it to take over you." Ayhan told her again.

"Ayhan it won't...I know you mean well...but..."

"But what? Sanem." Ayhan needed to ask, "Love this panic attack now it was because of that man wasn't it?" Ayhan pushed it a little.

"Ayhan...please just leave it." Sanem said again clearly getting distressed.

"Do you know who he was?...he seemed.."

"Ayhan...please..." Sanem had now stood up pacing the floor.

"Sanem life has to go on...if talking will help please talk to someone if not me. Please we'll go to a counselor...or support.." Ayhan said in one breath.

"Nothing...no one can help me...that m..an...man is my hus...husband." Sanem finished.

"What!!!?" nervously laughing "What do you mean husband....since when do you have a husband?. Since when have you been married?" Ayhan asked...disbelievingly.

"Listen Ayhan I really don't want ..." Sanem turned around to walk out of the room.

"No...No...my girl." Ayhan reached out to grab her hand...stopping her "You can't just say my husband and then say walk away saying you don't want to talk about it."

"Oh Ayhan." She looked at Ayhan and saw the 'I'm not going to leave this' look. "Oh God...all right." Sanem sighed.

Sanem explained everything from the start. How they met the first time, the second time...But then stopped.