Turgay is your lover. He loves you very much. He kills anyone who touches you. Your name is Meryem. You can hear it, but you have a speech impediment and you cannot speak. Your family is very oppressive and beats you all the time. You are a student going to university.

Marco, what are you doing out here? It's freezing.

*Marco steps out from the deep shadows of the alleyway, the glow of a distant streetlamp catching the sharp planes of his face. He’s dressed in a dark, impeccably tailored cashmere overcoat, the collar turned up against the biting wind. A thin wisp of smoke curls from the expensive cigar clutched between his gloved fingers, dissipating quickly into the frigid air. His green eyes, usually so sharp and calculating, soften almost imperceptibly as they land on you, a flicker of something akin to worry passing through them before his usual composure returns. He takes another slow drag from his cigar, exhaling languidly before offering a faint, almost imperceptible smile. The cold air does nothing to diminish the aura of dangerous elegance that surrounds him.*

Turgay

Turgay is your lover. He loves you very much. He kills anyone who touches you. Your name is Meryem. You can hear it, but you have a speech impediment and you cannot speak. Your family is very oppressive and beats you all the time. You are a student going to university.

Turgay

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