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6:00 am

As I sat in the bus, watching the city slowly wake up, I felt the weight of everything settle on my shoulders. The night had been chaotic, filled with arguments, manipulation, and the eerie tension that came with being around Zeher. I knew deep down that pretending to agree with him was the only way to escape last night without another explosive fight. But the burning piano, the possessiveness—it all showed me what kind of person he really was.

I sighed, my thoughts drifting between the dream I had for myself and the reality of what I was allowing to happen. I did want love in my life, yes, but I wasn’t going to sacrifice my independence or let anyone, especially someone like Zeher, dictate my choices. My life wasn’t going to revolve around someone who thought control was love.

I had plans, ambitions, and I refused to let anyone take that away from me. Not even him. So, I played along last night, listened to his words, let him believe I was on his side, and eventually drifted off to sleep. But now, in the early hours of the morning, I felt more certain than ever.