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-Stop, seriously–don’t. -Hold it! Confess!

-You will confess! -Fikriye, put that gun down.

What are you doing? What’s with the gun?!

I won’t let the one who hurt my daughter live. I won’t!

-Drop it! -You’re going to confess!

-I told you. You’re going to confess. -Let go! Let go of it!

-No! -Stop!

Mom!

Mom! Mommy, Mom!

Alya.

Mom!

-Mom! -Alya.

Please, do something, I’m begging you.

-Call an ambulance! -Let me press on her wound.

I’ll do it, I’m pressing, please!

Please, do something. Please, come on!

-Old Man! -Sweetheart, don’t cry, okay?

Don’t exhaust yourself. Look, the ambulance is coming.

-It’s nothing, really. You’ll be okay. -My dear.

-Don’t talk. -Don’t cry, okay?

Old Man, call an ambulance. Now!

Okay, you’re hurt – but you’ll be okay.

Say "Mom."

Say "Mom," please.

Mom, please. Please, please.

Say it again—Mom.

I lived all these years just to hear that word.

I held on for that.

I was gone the day I left you.

Don’t say that, please.

I wasn’t a good mother.

Stop, please don’t say that.

But you became a wonderful mother.

-I was incomplete. -Mom.

Okay, stop talking.

-I love you. -I love you too.

-I always loved you. -I love you too.

And I missed you so much. Mom, please don’t.

Mom, please don’t leave me.

-Look, you’re wearing your earrings. -I am.

They look beautiful on you.

Hey, son-in-law.

My daughter...

...entrust her to your noble heart.

My daughter, now, now is the time to say goodbye.

No, no—stop.

Please, Mom. Don’t do this.

-Listen to me. -I won’t.

Listen to me.

Show him the same love you showed me.

Before it’s too late.

Hold his hands.

Tell him you love him.

Alright, my brave girl?

Farewell, my beautiful daughter.

My angel.

Please don’t say that.

-Okay, stop. -My angel.

Please.

Mom. Mom!

Mom, Mom, Mom!

Mom, please don’t!

Mom, don’t do this!

Please!

Mom!

Mom, please!

Don’t leave me!

"No, not yet — it’s too early"

"Be a little late, please"

"I’m not ready at all yet"

"Please — my springs"

"Let me keep them a little longer"

"Autumn is unfamiliar to me"

"No — it can’t be, stop, stop"

"You can’t go"

"The color of my eyes — stop"

"You can’t return to the clouds"

"No — you can’t take"

"Me away, crazy time — stop"

"You can’t paint my life with those leaden colors"

My condolences.

Cihan?

"That day — it was a different shade"

Our condolences.

"And not by force, either"

"I never liked that color"

"Please, just"

"Give me a little more time"

"I never, ever understood the anger of the years"

What happened, Erol?

The prosecutor determined that Halis acted with intent…

…using a firearm with specific targeting…

…whereas Cihan acted in self-defense.

So what does that mean?

Cihan will be tried without detention.

Thank God.

-Thank you, Erol. -You’re welcome, Ms. Sadakat.

"Let me stay a little longer"

"Autumn feels strange to me"

"No, it can’t be, wait, wait"

"You can’t leave"

"The color of my eyes, stay"

"You can’t turn into clouds"

"No, you can’t take it"

"Time drives me crazy, wait"

"You can’t paint my life with those gray hues"

"You can’t keep it up"

"Here’s some advice for you: if you’re smart, just go solo."

I kept everything inside, Cihan.

Always kept it inside.

Always stayed silent.

I was angry—I held that in too.

I was hurt, upset.

I couldn’t forgive—I just couldn’t.

I tried, but I couldn’t.

Only now...

…I’ve forgiven.

But I loved deeply.

I swear—I always loved deeply.

But I never said it—I couldn’t.

Not once did I say, "Mom, I love you."

I never said it.

I loved her, but not saying it made it meaningless.

Look, now...

…people only understand when they lose someone.

If you don’t say it out loud, it carries no meaning...

…brings no joy, it’s pointless…

…to love silently.

You have to say it while you still can.

While you’re alive, while you’re together...

…you have to say, "I love you."

She made peace before she left.

She left knowing you had accepted her.

You called her "Mom."

She left with no regrets.

She didn’t leave.

Did she? She said she wouldn’t, and she didn’t.

She’s stubborn—she’s still here.

She did it—stubborn as always.

What did I say?

I said these lands were foreign to me.

I said I didn’t belong here—over and over.

But now, a part of me is here.

If her being buried here connects you to this land...

…may she be at peace.

I told you I didn’t want you to kill anyone.

You told me, "Alya, as long as you’re with me..."

"…I won’t kill anyone."

You said, "I don’t want to kill."

What did we go through?

What do I say now, what do I do? I feel lost.

You killed for us—you did it beside me.

What am I supposed to think now?

I swear, I feel lost.

There was no other way.

None.

There comes a moment when a person throws themselves into fire...

...for the ones they love.

I told you I had obligations.

You did.

You said that. And I...

...didn’t accept it.

I didn’t want to, I refused.

I understand now.

There’s no other way. No other life—this is it.

It always ends in blood, doesn’t it?

So it will always end this way?

Forget it—don’t dwell on it.

I have to focus on Deniz. I have to explain things to Deniz.

I need to gather myself.

Let’s go.

What will we do with the car? Should we leave it at the mansion?

Mom wouldn’t want it to sit there useless.

If someone needs it, we should give it away.

I’ll also donate to LÖSEV in Mom’s name.

Let it help someone.

It won’t only be used for children’s treatment...

...but also for their education after recovery.

That would be wonderful—they need so much support.

That’s really thoughtful.

-That’s a great idea. -May Mom’s name bring hope to a child.

-Absolutely. -Let her name bring them hope.

I’ll donate too.

Tell me where and how I can do it.

I will—let’s make it happen.

The door.

Cihan, eat something.

My condolences, Ms. Alya.

Our condolences, Ms. Alya.

We’re making halva for Ms. Fikriye.

Thank you. May you be blessed.

Same to you.

They say halva carries prayers.

May she rest in peace, may her soul be at ease.

Amen.

Son.

Mom, is Grandma…

…an angel now, like Caroline?

Yes, Grandma is an angel now.

You won’t become one too, will you?

Come here.

Grandma was sick—you remember, don’t you?

Yes.

I used to take her to the hospital.

But I’m very healthy.

I take great care of myself.

I’ll stay healthy until you grow up.

I’ll never leave you, okay?

Even if I grow up, don’t leave me.

I can’t live without you.

Hey, come here. Would I ever leave you?

I’ll never leave you.

Don’t think like this, alright?

-Alright. -Alright, my love.

God is great.

Look, everyone faces the consequences of their actions.

The earth gives everyone their place.

Mom, fear God.

Fear Him—the woman was just buried.

Her grave hasn’t even settled.

She tried to make Halis pay for what he did.

She tried to shield Alya with her own life.

What are you even saying, Mom?

We have so many problems, and this is yours?

So, did Halis just run away?

Or did he have a hand in Boran’s death?

Of course—he sold Boran out, then ran in fear.

That’s why he gave the Syrian address.

But the man wasn’t there.

Erol called—Hamada isn’t at that address.

Halis deliberately misled us.

Then ran away in fear.

-Could he have done it? -Maybe.

There’s only one way to know.

Wherever Hamada is hiding— whatever hole he’s in…

…we’ll find him, drag him out, and make him talk.

-Good evening, Ms. Sadakat. -Good evening.

Listen. Cihan is suspicious.

He asked me questions yesterday. He’ll come ask you too.

Whatever he hints at, whatever he asks…

…you must stay silent.

Don’t risk anything—we can’t be sure.

If Ms. Aliye insists on ending the pregnancy…

…Cihan will agree. To protect the baby…

…stay silent.

If you want the child to live…

…be patient, alright?

Alright—of course.

Good, now rest.

Follow the doctor’s instructions so the baby is safe.

-Okay. -Don’t worry, I will.

-Good night. -Good night.

Are you alone?

Yes.

If you want to be alone, I’ll go.

No, you can stay.

Can I sit?

Are you feeling better?

I guess.

Last night when we talked, you told me something.

You said, "If I fall, will you lift me back up?"

Why did you say that?

There are things about Mine that are bothering me.

-Could she be pregnant? -No way.

If she were, Mine would tell me.

The Mine I know would tell me.

Brother, what if she’s not the same Mine anymore?

What if she really is pregnant?

Sometimes it happens—people...

…can’t always stay strong.

You can.

I have weak sides too, Alya.

In moments like this...

…a person wants to lean on someone they trust.

Someone they trust?

Is that me?

Yes.

Since when?

Not since a moment— it’s always been like this.

Your mother told me something.

"Whatever happens, trust my daughter— trust her kind heart."

I told her I already did.

She said, "Then never doubt her."

I don’t doubt you.

Cihan, what’s going on?

Why are you saying all this?

"If I fall, will you lift me back up?"

What’s wrong?

It just came to me.

Cihan?

Trust me too, okay?

No matter what happens, trust me, okay?

Do you think I don’t?

It’s getting cold— don’t sit too long and freeze.

Hello?

Mine, I’m at the cafeteria. If you’re free, come talk.

I’m coming.

Hi.

What’s going on? You never call me.

I don’t have time—sit.

No time, of course.

Wouldn’t want your wife to see, huh?

You are nothing to me, Mine.

Even if she saw, it wouldn’t matter.

Go on, Cihan, why did you call me?

Are you pregnant?

Pregnant?

Where did that come from?

Just answer. Are you pregnant?

Did someone tell you? Who said what?

Just answer, Mine— are you or aren’t you?

Did you dream it up? Is this normal?

Why ask? Where did it come from?

Stop stalling, Mine—just answer.

What if I am?

Will you scold me? Get mad?

Stop changing the subject, Mine— just answer.

Say I am.

Why wouldn’t I tell you?

That’s something only you can answer.

You don’t know—you can’t.

I’m not pregnant.

-Is that true? -Yes, it’s true.

If you’re pregnant, there’s no reason to hide it.

There’s nothing that should make you keep it a secret.

Really?

What would you do?

Would you leave Alya and be with me again?

That won’t happen.

I’m saying I wouldn’t harm the child, Mine—understand?

Yes.

You wouldn’t harm it.

That’s good.

But I’m not pregnant.

You’re not.

I hope you’re telling the truth.

Because Mine, if you’re lying to me right now…

…I will make you pay for it dearly.

I’ve already paid heavy prices.

The old Mine is gone.

Nothing will ever be the same again.

-Cihan. -Alya.

What are you doing here?

There was an emergency C-section.

The baby’s heart stopped— we were racing against time.

-Are they alright now? -Yes, they’re both fine.

What are you doing here?

He brought me—I’m visiting Özkan.

I have to go—I’ll stop by later.

-Alya. -Yes?

You just lost your mother.

Don’t drown yourself in work, don’t exhaust yourself.

-Take some time—rest at home. -Don’t worry, I’m fine.

-Did you come to see Mine? -Yes, I spoke to her.

-What did she say? -She said she’s not pregnant.

I told her, "If you’re afraid, don’t be."

"I wouldn’t harm the child."

But she keeps saying no, she’s not pregnant.

We’ll see—we’ll see.

Let’s hope she’s telling the truth. -Let’s hope so, brother.

Özkan, are you okay?

-You’re alive. -So are you.

-We didn’t die. -I’m glad you’re alive.

But you…

…would’ve been happier if I had died, wouldn’t you?

-No. -You would.

Please stop—don’t say that. You’ll get better.

I owe you my life— if not for you, I wouldn’t be here.

And I won’t forget that.

Debt is one thing…

…love is another.

What will you do? Stay with me again?

Please don’t think like that.

Your health is the most important— more than me.

Please.

Ms. Sadakat, Ms. Fidan wants to see you.

-Shall we let her in? -Send her in.

Let’s hear what’s bothering her.

The ground beneath you rejects you—so how do you have the nerve to step through this door?

How many days has it been, Sadakat?

You knelt before me—how quickly you forgot. You’re getting old, aren’t you?

You’ve forgotten, Fidan. I told you—I am your torment now.

The day you abandoned my daughter…

…I knew you would face consequences. -Stop!

Stop! Listen to me.

What are you here to say? What poison are you spilling now?

That no-good, rotten-blooded son of yours...

...he defiled my daughter when he kidnapped her.

-What are you saying?! Don’t be ridiculous! -My daughter is pregnant.

Watch your mouth! Pregnant, are you serious?!

I swear she’s pregnant.

He didn’t tell you, huh?

The other day he was yelling at my door, asking "Is this child mine?"

He was crying. Didn’t say any of this, did he?

I swear my daughter gave him the answer, right to his face.

She told him the child is Demir’s.

-Thank God. -Of course, praise be.

Of course, praise be! Your son won’t come near my daughter ever again!

God protected me.

Thank God He saved me from having a grandchild from a family like yours.

May your bloodline die out! May your neck snap and may God damn you.

Enough for God’s sake. I can’t even stand your shadow, and you’re still talking.

-Just leave, Fidan. -As if I’d wanna see your ugly face!

-Come on, Fidan. Godspeed. -Everything you’re saying to me, may it happen to you instead.

-She’s still talking! -Because of you!

-It’s all your fault! -All the curses you’ve said...

...may they find you. -May God damn you.

Damn you!

You heartless witch!

Look! Kaya!

God willing, you haven’t done something like this, Kaya.

Pick up the phone!

Is this woman having me followed?!

-Yes, Mom? -Where are you?

Somewhere. What’s wrong?

Everything that’s happening is because of your brainless head, Kaya!

Fidan was just here.

Listen, I’ll keep it short.

That girl is pregnant by Demir, not you. You hear me?

If you go after that girl again...

...I will dig your grave with my own hands, got it Kaya?

Stay away from that girl. That baby isn’t yours, it’s Demir’s.

-Do you understand? -I understand, Mom. Hang up.

Kaya!

Zerrin.

Why are you here?

Come here.

Why are you here?

Don’t ask me questions you already know the answer to.

-I already answered you before. -You did, but I don’t believe it.

Now, look me in the eyes and say it.

Don’t look away.

Look into my eyes.

Say it to my face.

What’s the truth?

It’s Demir’s child.

Zerrin!

Look.

I swear, Zerrin, if you’re lying, I’ll do everything I said I wouldn’t.

I’ll forget you, Zerrin.

I’ll erase you from my heart.

I’ll marry someone else.

I swear—I’ll marry someone else, Zerrin.

Go ahead, marry.

Your mother has already been trying to find you someone.

-Marry someone. -Zerrin...

If this child were yours, would it have survived?

Would they have let it live?

I would’ve been the first to have it aborted. I wouldn’t have let it live!

We could’ve never been together, nor had a child.

This isn’t your child. This is Demir’s child.

That’s why...

...go marry whoever it is you want to marry.

-I will, Zerrin. -Do it, Kaya.

Girl, are you alright?

You know this is all your fault, right?

Then you should’ve said something.

You could’ve said, "It’s yours." Why didn’t you?

Girl, I swear, I’ve been your safe harbor.

You’re always throwing shade.

-Say your prayers, pray! -Why are you here again?

-I said let’s shop for the baby. -Shopping for an unborn child?

You sound ridiculous!

The baby’s gonna be born, isn’t it? So?

Move over.

Come, Cihan. Ms. Alya, you too.

What’s happening?

This disgrace of a man was with Zerrin.

Brother already knew.

-You knew, Cihan? -I knew.

So I was the only one in the dark.

We were supposed to get married.

Mom, this isn’t something to discuss here. Let’s talk later.

This is something to be discussed here.

Zerrin is pregnant.

He went and asked Zerrin if the child was his.

Fidan came and told me right here.

She told me everything. Fidan said it straight to my face.

He’s getting married. You’re marrying immediately.

-Is it yours? -Thank God, no.

Thank God, we were spared. She told the truth.

She told him to his face, "It’s from that dog Demir."

He’s getting married—there’s no choice.

-Alright, I’ll marry. -Stop, stop.

-What? Kaya, what are you saying? -Not like this. Kaya.

-Kaya, stop. You’re angry— -Kaya, calm down.

-Stay out of this. -Mom, wait.

Stay out of it. The boy made his choice—well done.

-Good for you. -What choice did you make?

You’re acting recklessly—don’t.

-Kaya, don’t do this. -Nare, stay out of it.

-I’ll give my son a wedding... -Mom.

-I’m going to have a wedding... -Mom, this isn’t that kind of topic.

Look, this isn’t simple. Mom, let’s talk first, alright?

Son, you can’t make rash decisions.

-Stay out of it. -Don’t say that.

He’s made his decision— don’t confuse him now.

-Kaya, calm down first. -Kaya.

Kaya, this isn’t simple— listen to me.

What can I do? Do I have another choice?

Zerrin left—she married Demir. The child...

…isn’t mine. What do I do?

I couldn’t take it— I went to the school.

I looked into her eyes and asked her again.

She looked back at me and said...

…"Not yours." What do I do?

I’ll lose my mind.

I can’t take it— I won’t get it out of my head.

I’ll lose it, brother— you understand? I’ll lose it.

I’m getting married.

I told her too—I’ll get married.

Kaya, look at me.

Are you doing this so Zerrin comes back?

No.

She didn’t care.

She told me to go marry.

But you’re deciding this while you’re hurt thinking it will heal you.

It won’t. It’ll make things worse.

Kaya, does marriage make you forget?

It doesn’t—time does. Give yourself time.

You’re hurting yourself.

And more importantly— you’ll hurt the girl you marry.

Don’t do it.

Son, Mom won’t bring just any girl.

She’ll find someone from a powerful family.

She’ll sit her in front of you and expect you to marry.

Once you’re married, you won’t be able to back out.

Son, this isn’t a game.

Remember Mahmut—what happened? Blood was spilled.

Was it simple?

It was hard to settle. Don’t do something you’ll regret.

This isn’t simple.

I won’t back down.

I won’t regret it.

Kaya.

I need to be alone.

-Hello, Mr. Cihan. -Tell me.

Ms. Mine went straight home from the hospital.

She’s in her apartment now.

-Don’t lose sight of her. -As you wish, sir.

-May I come in? -Yes, come in.

You’ve been working overtime here. What’s going on?

-Yes. -Digging a tunnel somewhere?

Found a treasure? What’s up?

Actually, a good idea— if I found one...

…I’d leave smuggling behind. -Really?

Of course.

How are you? Are you recovering?

I’m working.

Look, Kaya will regret this.

He still loves Zerrin.

Of course he does— that’s why he’s rushing into this.

He’ll regret it terribly...

...but that’s the curse of this house.

There’s no such thing as happy love in our family.

No one gets to be with the person they truly love.

Is that so?

Maybe one day it’ll change.

Maybe.

Hold on.

Wait.

Come, let’s have a drink together.

Sometimes I just come here alone.

Do whatever you want.

-If you find the key. -I’ll break the door, what’s the problem?

-Good night. -Good night.

-Cihan. -Yes?

I want to show you something.

I found these in my mother’s room.

What is it?

Movie tickets.

They’re for the open-air cinema in Mardin.

-I think. -That place is amazing.

-Really? -Absolutely.

Did she go to the movies?

-No. Look at the date. -This weekend.

Two tickets.

She got them for us.

Let’s go!

But she couldn’t give them to us...

...I found them—she didn’t hand them over.

Let’s go.

-Really? -Yes. She’ll watch with us.

Sounds good.

That would be beautiful.

I’ll hold onto these.

-I have them. -Really? Alright, fine.

Then good night.

Good night.

Thank you.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

Everyone’s upstairs having breakfast. Why aren’t you joining?

-I’m making honey milk for Deniz. -Got it.

Ümmü could’ve made it.

I wanted to make it for my son myself.

Cihan, by the way, the dishwasher is broken.

Okay, what do I do?

It needs to be replaced.

They called a repairman, but it’s beyond repair.

So we need to get a new one.

Let’s go buy one together, alright?

Alright.

I’ll introduce you to someone. I was going anyway.

-Really? -Yes.

-Okay. -Will you take it upstairs?

I have to convince Deniz to eat breakfast first.

Are you sure?

-Unless you drink it. -I won’t, I won’t.

-Should I turn it off? Is it ready? -Yes, turn it off.

Wow—impressive.

Oh!

He knows what tastes good.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

-Good morning, champ. -Come here.

Good morning, my dear grandson. The pillar of this house, my prince.

Look at you! You’ve changed so much since you arrived.

You’ve grown.

Whoever you grow up with, whoever you stand beside, you become like them.

Let’s not test fate.

Keep your words light, Mom.

Same talk every meal— you ruin everyone’s appetite.

What happened to Hamada?

Is he still in Syria?

-He crossed into Syria. -Hush!

I’ve found you a bride. I spread the word.

The daughter of the Şemikan family has grown up—I’ll go see her.

And there’s the Karahanlı girl— they say she’s remarkable.

I’ll go check.

Whoever comes here will know their roots.

If your roots are outside, your future drifts.

You lose your branches, your leaves scatter.

I don’t care about origins, Mom.

I just want someone who stands strong, no matter where they’re from.

This store was started by a female entrepreneur...

...did you know? -Really?

She came to the hospital for treatment— that’s how I met her.

It’s inspiring to see a woman running a business in Mardin.

That’s why I suggested we buy the dishwasher here.

A great idea.

Then let’s meet this bold woman.

Hello.

Welcome, Ms. Alya.

-Hello, Ms. Ayşenur. How are you? -Thank you, and you? Hello.

-Hello. -My husband, Cihan.

Nice to meet you, Mr. Cihan.

Meeting a woman who runs her own business…

...is truly inspiring. -Thank you, Mr. Cihan.

The Women’s Business Initiative helped me build this.

It’s great to see women standing on their own feet.

Beautifully said. How can I help?

Our dishwasher broke.

-We need a new one. -Of course, let me show you. This way.

Let me show you our latest model.

It’s highly popular for its automatic door feature.

If our house’s doors were automatic,

-Cihan. -Sorry.

Here you go, sir.

The hospital is calling.

Let’s hope it’s good news.

Hello?

Yes, go ahead.

Yes.

What?

-Alright, I’m coming right away. -Nare.

Daughter, what happened?

Özkan.

He had another clot.

His left side is completely paralyzed now.

Yes, Nare?

Alright, we’re heading to the hospital now. Alright. Alright.

What happened?

Özkan.

His left side is paralyzed.

This is the room.

Be strong, Nare. That’s what he needs now.

Go on—see him.

Go on.

Don’t cry.

Why are you looking at me like that?

Is this how you look at the hands you once couldn’t hold?

Özkan, I’m so sorry.

I wish...

…both you and I...

…could have lived happier lives.

I’m so sorry.

I wish, on the day we met...

…we could have stayed friends.

That I’d be the one you come to when you need...

…someone to laugh and talk with.

I wish I could have been just your friend.

I wish we had never been a burden to each other...

…just stood side by side. That’s what I wanted.

I wanted that so much.

I’m sorry.

Everything I did...

…I did to keep you with me.

But it was wrong.

I loved you more than I loved myself.

But I hurt you deeply, didn’t I, Nare?

I’m not leaving.

I won’t leave you. I’ll stay by your side—I promise.

I don’t want that.

I don’t want you to watch me like this.

Not while you love Şahin...

…don’t watch me.

Don’t cry. Don’t cry.

Go to Şahin, Nare.

Özkan, I...

…I can’t. I can’t leave you.

I owe you my life.

I’m here to pay my debt— that’s the truth.

But I won’t leave.

I’ll be by your side. I won’t turn my back on you.

This marriage was my choice.

When you leave the hospital, I’ll be there.

I’ll come home with you. Don’t worry—I promise.

Alright.

Promise.

Alright. Alright.

Alright.

-Take it to the side courtyard room. -Understood, sir.

What are you carrying now?

Acting like the father to that *** Kaya’s kid now?

What are you scheming, huh? What’s your real motive?

What happened?

A *** means more than you, that’s what’s eating you up, huh?

Want us to buy you a cradle too? You can rock yourself to adulthood.

So after this baby is born and grows up, you plan to drop the truth bomb...

...and break everyone’s hearts? Is that your endgame?

So when Kaya finds out the truth, is he gonna ditch Zerrin?

What if Cihan and the others find out?

You think they’ll ever let you go?

You wanna raise this kid just to sic him on them later?

Is that your plan?

Why are you so scared of them?

-I’m not scared. -Yes, you are.

You used to be their enemy.

Then you tucked your tail and ran back to them.

Why?

Why else?

Of course I’m doing it for my own gain.

-Personal gain? -Yes.

Personal gain?

Honestly, you messed up big time. Got it?

And to stay hidden, you ran to hide under their skirts.

Maybe you’re the one who killed Boran.

That’s enough—stop talking nonsense, Demir!

You’re the one spouting nonsense!

How quickly you forgot that night.

Halis told you where Boran was, Ecmel was there too.

-But you denied it. -Quit this, man!

If you had the guts, I’d say you did it but...

...you don’t have it in you. Yeah right.

Maybe Ecmel finished him off instead, huh?

Honestly, one of you did something naughty.

Stop bringing this up, Demir. Enough.

Then stop provoking it.

Enough already!

When he leaves the hospital, I’ll go home with him.

I don’t know what to say. Nare, it’s such a difficult decision.

But we’re here for you.

It’s just such a tough choice.

Maybe you should think more?

Nare.

My dear.

It’s the right decision.

I know you wouldn’t walk away when your husband is in this state.

You wouldn’t leave him like that—I know you.

I’m behind you.

Mom, we’re going to talk to his doctor. You go ahead.

-Cihan. -Yes?

Let them talk.

Brother...

...please let me say goodbye.

Let’s go talk to Özkan’s doctor.

Sister, I’m here.

I wanted him to be alright, Nare.

I wanted him to heal and let you go.

I kept thinking, maybe then we’d still have a chance.

I wanted that too.

But in our lives...

...we don’t get to choose who we love.

I loved you so much.

So much.

But now I have to accept my reality.

I have to go with him.

As kids, we were tested by longing.

As adults, by impossibilities.

Now, by obligations.

Every time I reached for you, life pulled you away.

We’ve always been tested by love, Nare.

Loving you has always meant leaving.

From the beginning...

...Özkan wasn’t the only obstacle.

You know that well.

Marrying you despite your father...

...would never have been easy.

Even if I accepted everything...

...what if my brother’s killer was your father?

Don’t say that.

It’s not true, Nare. It’s not.

It wasn’t my father.

It was Halis.

What if it wasn’t?

Yes, Zerrin?

They lied, brother.

What?

Nadim and our father knew where Boran was.

They both knew.

What are you saying, Zerrin?

Is this about Zerrin?

Brother, our father couldn’t have done this, right?

He wouldn’t have, right?

Please—he didn’t do it. It must have been Nadim, right?

I’m coming—wait.

Is something wrong with Zerrin?

Nare, does this have something to do with Zerrin?

I don’t know, but stay out of it.

Kaya, Kaya, stop!

Brother.

Nare.

-What happened? -I don’t know.

Zerrin called Şahin. She must have said something bad.

Şahin rushed off, Kaya followed him.

I couldn’t stop them. Something bad happened.

Alright, wait here.

-Be careful. -Alright.

-Cihan, please. -Alright.

Alright.

Let’s go home. I’ll return for my shift.

Did you kill my big brother Boran, huh?

What the hell are you talking about, man? Who filled your head again?

Get out of my way, damn it!

I said drop it—drop your damn gun!

Did you kill my brother?

-Kaya! -Zerrin! Zerrin!

-He’s lying! -Come here!

He’s lying! I overheard him talking to Demir.

-Dude, she heard it—talk! -She’s making things up!

-Man, talk! Come on! -Drop the damn gun already!

-Drop the gun or I’ll blow his head off! -Put it down!

-I’ll blow his brains out -Put it down, man!

Nadim, tell the truth! Say it or you’ll die! Say it!

Kaya, drop it! You’re gonna die, damn it!

-Demir, lower your weapon! -I won’t!

Talk, damn you! Talk!

-Lies, all lies! -Tell the truth, man!

Confess or I’ll blow your brains out!

Who got in your head?

You killed my brother. You’re dead—talk!

-Wait, wait! -I didn’t do it.

-Confess, damn it! -Stop, stop! Lower the gun, drop it now!

-He’s lying! -Lower it, son!

-He’s lying! -Lower it, Demir, put it down.

-He should lower his first! -He’s totally lying.

-He’s lying! -Drop the weapon.

-He lied, brother. -Alright, put it down.

-We’ll talk. Şahin, put the gun down, man. -Brother!

Lower your gun, Şahin, come on. Put it down, Kaya.

Kaya, lower the weapon.

Demir, put your gun down!

-Drop it, all of you—drop them. -He’s lying, I swear!

-He lied! He’s lying! -We’ll talk about this.

He’s lying—Halis told him! He told Nadim too, Zerrin heard it!

-That’s true, I heard it. -Nadim knew too.

About where Boran was. He lied, this piece of *** lied!

I have nothing to do with this.

I didn’t do it, Cihan.

I swear, I’ll bury you right here!

Stop lying to me, damn it!

-Don’t do this! -Who the hell am I supposed to believe anymore?

-Cihan! -Tell me the truth!

-Did you do it? -I don’t know!

-Can one of you actually know something? -Don’t do this!

Don’t, Cihan!

-Tell me! -Ciho, stop!

-I swear, don’t do this! -Lower your weapon!

-Stop! -Demir, put yours down!

-Was it you? -I have nothing to do with this, Cihan!

-Cihan, stop! -Demir!

-Stop! -Who did it?

-Was it you? -No!

-You did it! -No!

-Cihan! -You did it!

Come here—come here! Brother!

-Be careful. -Not me.

-Was it you? -I swear it wasn’t, Cihan.

-Talk, there’s no time! -It wasn’t me, Cihan.

-Man, for real. Don’t lie to me! -I swear to God, it wasn’t me—it wasn’t me!

Halis or Ecmel! It wasn’t me, I swear it wasn’t me.

-Did you do it together? -I swear it wasn’t me!

-Answer me, were you part of it? -I didn’t do it!

-Brother, come on. -Did you do it together?

-Cihan, let’s go! -Did you do it together?

Did you do it together? Tell me!

Move, move, move!

-Kaya! -Şahin, take my car, Şahin!

Zerrin!

Zerrin!

There she is—come on, run!

In the name of God.

Muzaffer, are you okay?

-What happened? -Nothing serious.

-Come on, come on. Take Beyto. -Is he okay?

Feyzo, Şehmuz, come on boys. Take them to the cave. The cave!

You’re fine, you’re fine. You’re not hurt at all, nothing at all, my lion.

Cihan?

It’s nothing, okay?

Let me see, you might need to go to the hospital.

No need for a hospital, Alya. It’s just a graze.

Let me be the judge of that.

Cihan, who did this? How did it happen?

-We’ll talk about it. -Okay already, geez!

What’s a little graze to Cihan Albora?

-You’re alright, right? -We’re fine, thank you.

-Let’s go. -Kadir?

-You’re okay, son, right? -I’m fine.

I numbed it. You’ll stop feeling it soon.

It will sting a little, but you’ll manage, won’t you?

Why’d you numb it? You planning to take a bullet out or something?

I thought your hands were "gentle"?

Cihan, is this really the time for jokes?

I agree.

First time she’s ever right.

So Halis was right, huh?

Turns out Nadim and Ecmel both knew where Boran was.

I figured as much.

What are you doing? That hurts!

Why are you whining?

It’s not like I’m pulling out a bullet or anything.

-Really? Joking again now? -Cihan!

Was it one of the two?

Nadim says he didn’t do it.

But he also said he didn’t know where Boran was.

Could’ve been Demir too.

Right? I don’t think he flipped out for no reason.

No, no, not him. He’s not like that.

I’ve been saying it was the Baybars clan from the beginning, but…

…no, not them. I’m sure it was Ecmel.

God protected you.

Zerrin and Şahin are the children of that murderer.

God smiled on us. You got away, you’re free of them now.

Hamada, Hamada.

We have to find that Hamada and make him talk.

He holds all the truths.

Father, did you kill Boran?

Tell us the truth—whatever it is.

Son, he said he didn’t do it. Stop pressing him.

Mom, wait—stay out of this.

Did you do it? Tell me.

How many times do I have to say it?

Nadim is lying.

Dad, I heard it myself today.

Halis told you where Boran was.

Halis may have told Nadim.

But I wasn’t there.

Nadim had a vendetta.

If he did it, he’s trying to pull me into it too.

He’s cunning.

Always working in the shadows.

Always throwing the blame on others.

Did you hear that?

If Nadim did it, he did it to shift blame.

He says he didn’t— he wouldn’t have.

If he had, he would’ve admitted it.

Şahin...

Son, I swear to God, I didn’t do it.

Am I someone who would kill his own nephew?

God knows, I loved Boran dearly.

I didn’t do it.

Daughter...

...I spoke to Demir.

He’s waiting for you—go home.

Dad, how can she go back there?

She exposed everything today.

How can she go back? Are you serious?

She’s carrying Demir’s child.

The man wants his wife back.

And he’s not like his father.

-He swears no harm will come to her. -She can’t go back, Dad.

She can’t return to that house.

She’s pregnant—she’s his wife.

If we don’t send her, he’ll take her by force.

Let’s settle this without a fight or chaos.

You should go home too, dear.

This anger, this hatred...

Before you arrived, your father shared good news.

But I barely had time to process it.

What news?

Your father might be released from prison.

What?

I just spoke to the lawyer.

My conditional release request— it was approved.

Yes.

It’s been accepted.

All my years in here...

...my good behavior record...

And my medical condition helped push it through.

If the judge approves...

…I’ll be outside these walls soon.

But...

...I told the lawyer— no one can know.

I requested confidentiality.

No one outside the family will hear of this.

My release will stay private.

I don’t want enemies waiting for me.

Let’s hope for the best.

-Should I come in? -Come.

A visitor.

You’ve come as a guest, but...

Forgive me, I have nothing to offer you.

Shall I bring the green chair from inside?

So you won’t feel lonely.

Will you talk today, Alya?

-Should I be afraid? -Maybe I should be.

Will you keep avoiding it?

You suspect him.

Why turn everything into a battlefield so quickly?

I don’t understand.

Is this really what you need to do right now?

Alya, we’re talking about my brother’s killer.

-Yes. -It’s not trivial.

He looked me in the eye and lied.

If I don’t act, then who will?

How can you ask me to stay calm?

I will find my brother’s killer.

Was it Nadim? Was it Ecmel? I don’t know.

Maybe they worked together. I don’t know.

But I will find out. I will.

And if he admitted it, then what?

What if he had looked you in the eyes and said, "I did it, Cihan"?

Were you going to kill the man?

After what we went through yesterday… would you really have done this?

I’ll find my brother’s killer and take my revenge.

Otherwise, I can’t sit still.

I have to do this.

Whoever that killer is… whoever killed my brother…

…I’ll find them. And they’ll pay for it.

Because if that killer doesn’t pay for what they did…

…none of you will ever be safe.

How many more times do I have to tell you this?

Should I tell you fifty times? A hundred times?

What do you want? I’ve told you over and over again. Why don’t you understand?

Yes, you’re right. You’ve said it over and over.

Well, I guess I don’t get it because I’m stupid.

So what’s going to happen, I’m asking you?

That God-damned killer of Boran, whoever they are…

…what happens when you kill them?

Will it end? I’m really asking you will it end?

What happens when you go to prison?

Look, you were gone for one day and look what happened.

Your mother threw me out immediately.

She’ll try to take my son from me.

Without wasting any time, she’ll try to take my son from me.

She’ll kick me out again. You think I’ll just sit still?

If I do what you say… this time I’ll burn the mansion down.

I’ll set Albora on fire.

I won’t step inside.

-You won’t? -I won’t.

You’ll finish what you started, but you won’t step in?

And the revenge for the man you stopped won’t come after us, is that it?

Just yesterday, my mother died in front of my eyes.

She was chasing revenge, holding a weapon.

I had just accepted how much I loved her.

And I lost her.

When I needed her the most...

...when I longed for her comfort, she left.

You heard what she told me before she left.

"Don’t wait too long to love, Alya," she said.

Because I waited too long to say it to her.

I waited too long to tell my mother I loved her.

And then, you came to the house, wounded.

What if you had died?

Will we always live this kind of life?

Is this the life we deserve?

Cihan, Şahin is here. He wants to talk.

-Are you alright? -I’m fine.

Nothing serious happened, right?

-We’re fine too. -And Zerrin?

-Is she still with you? -She’s at home now.

But Demir wants her back.

-Will she go back? -I don’t know, Kaya.

In situations like this, who can say?

Why are you here?

We went to see my father with Zerrin.

He says he didn’t do it.

And you believe him?

Nadim was in the middle of a blood feud.

I wouldn’t be surprised if he worked from behind the scenes.

I want to believe it was either him or Halis.

Believing my father was behind it...

...is difficult for both Zerrin and me.

But that doesn’t change how suspicious he is.

We need the truth to come out.

I need to hear it myself.

Let’s search for Hamada together.

Agreed.

Give me that—I’ll put it in the machine.

Welcome, son. Your hand isn’t too bad, right?

No, mother. It’ll heal soon.

She’s not going anywhere. She’s staying here.

Şaho, she’s my wife. Her place is with me.

You want me to send my sister to her brother’s killers?

Don’t forget your father, son.

What if your father did it? What would you do then?

-Zerrin, we’re leaving. -I don’t want to go.

She doesn’t want to go—just leave already.

Zerrin, we made a deal.

Your mother witnessed it. I saved Şaho...

...and you promised me, signed the papers, you became my wife.

Even if you back out, I won’t. I won’t divorce you.

-Who the hell do you think you’re threatening? -Get your damn hand off me!

-I’ll freaking kill you, man! -Brother, okay—please, let me talk.

Look at this scumbag!

Demir, I’m begging you—let go.

I won’t.

If you don’t come with me...

…I’ll tell your father the baby is Kaya’s.

For God’s sake, don’t make me do this.

If you care about your baby, you’ll come with me.

What kind of person are you?

I changed my mind, brother. I’m going.

You exposed Nadim’s lie.

What if they try to hurt you?

They can’t do anything.

As long as I’m here, no one can even touch a hair on Zerrin.

Bye, brother. Bye, mother.

Listen—if anything happens to my sister, I won’t let you live.

Just so you know.

Why the hell did you bring this *** back here?!

-What the hell are you saying?! -Shut your mouth!

Demir!

This *** sold us out to Şahin.

There is no place for traitors here.

You’re leaving this place.

-She’s staying. -She’s leaving!

-She stays! -She goes!

This *** spilled and spilled.

Cihan now knows that I knew where Boran was.

You’ve got nothing left to threaten me with!

She’s leaving, Demir, she is! I’m going to talk.

If she doesn’t go, the father of that baby in her belly…

…this time, it won’t be Kaya. It’ll be me who tells Ecmel.

-Just try and say it! -I freaking will!

-I’ll kill you! -I swear I will say it!

-I’ll kill you! -She’s leaving!

Come on, somebody do something!

-Stop it, please don’t, Mr. Demir! -She’s leaving!

-Stay out of it. -Mr. Demir!

Let go of me!

Don’t you dare! She’s not going!

-She’s in this mansion... -She’s not leaving, not leaving!

-You brought her in, man! -She’s not going, man! Not going!

She’s not going! Not going!

Not going, not going, NOT GOING!

Your father will talk.

As long as I keep living here, he will talk…

…and my baby will be in danger.

I don’t want my baby to be in danger.

Let me go.

He won’t talk!

If you hadn’t stopped me, I swear—he’d be dead by now!

He’ll pay not with words—but with his life.

Why are you so stubborn about this?

Are you really going to kill your father just for revenge?

Do you… feel something for me?

What?

What are you talking about, Zerrin?

Love? Why would I love you?

Why?

What is there to love about you?

Should I care for a girl who looks back at Kaya?

Does that make any sense?

Besides, you’re an Albora.

Would I love the daughter of my enemy?

I never loved anyone but Şeyda.

-I don’t love. -Then why all of this?

If we are not going to love each other, then why?

You will not love me, I will not love you.

Why? Why are you keeping me here? Don’t!

Then let me go! Stop holding me here!

Revenge.

Only revenge.

Ugh!

No! No!

Speak.

Ms. Sadakat, something terrible is happening.

My baby is in danger—please come!

Please bring help!

-Where are you? -I’m at home… at home.

At my own house.

Alright—stay calm.

Lie down—flat on your back. I’ll get help right away.

Hang up—rest.

God, please don’t let anything happen to the baby.

-Cihan? -Doctor, your office is empty.

The inspectors are here, asking questions.

It’s a shift—why is it vacant?

What should I tell them?

Perhaps I’m checking on my patients, Mr. Cihan?

You make a great point— very true.

But they’re impatient. You might want to come soon.

Hmm.

And you didn’t knock? Impressive.

Zero manners. I’ll mark that in your report—minus ten.

Oh, deduct it from my salary too, Mr. Cihan.

Since you’re here, I’ll submit my defense statement.

That’ll save us the trouble.

I’ll add a complaint too— just so you know.

What complaint?

Go ahead.

Every shift— I’m always interrupted.

-Really? -Yes.

Hmm.

Did they at least offer you tea or coffee?

Which would you prefer— tea or coffee?

Normally tea could be seen as bribery, so I asked for nothing.

And they offered nothing.

Hmm.

Why are you here?

I came for a dressing.

You’re supposed to do it.

Will you?

I’ll tell the nurses—they’ll take care of it.

Excuse me, Doctor, let’s know our place.

You could choose a life where you wouldn’t need dressings.

What kind of life is that?

How many times do I need to explain?

Besides...

I remember leaving the house without agreeing on this.

You had drawn battle lines.

And I told you, we deserve a different life.

Actually, you said something else.

You were saying it.

What was it?

You were talking about your mother telling you not to wait to love.

Yes.

You said you regretted not telling your mother sooner.

Yes.

Alya, I’ve only loved what I’ve lost.

But you’re right.

I shouldn’t wait too long.

Alya.

Alya, I...

Yes.

Ms. Alya, there’s an emergency patient with heavy bleeding.

Her pulse is dropping.

I’m coming right away.

-I have to go. -Of course.

Say it—say it.

Say it. I couldn’t, so you do.

Mr. Cihan, they’re putting Ms. Mine in the ambulance now.

Ms. Sadakat is with her, she’s getting in too.

Follow the ambulance— I’m coming too.

In the name of God—careful.

What’s her condition?

Heavy bleeding, low blood pressure.

Weak pulse, fluctuating consciousness. Possible miscarriage.

Take her to emergency OB—now.

This woman is pregnant, and you hid it from me? Really?

I came to you.

I said, "What are you doing with a woman like Mine?"

Why are you seeing her? And you— you looked me in the eye...

...and you lied to me.

While that woman was setting a trap for me... how could you stand by her, Mom?

Am I not your child too, Mom?

She’s carrying your child. I was protecting my grandchild.

Protecting your grandchild, huh?

From me? Protecting it from me?

What did you think, Mom? That I was going to, God forbid, hurt that baby?

Have you lost it so badly that you can’t even recognize your own son anymore?

Tell me, Mom.

Fine then. I was wrong.

Since nothing’s going to change anyway, now you know. It’s your child.

And if nothing’s going to change, then why are you coming at me like this?

Stop playing games with me, Mom.

Stop using me like a pawn.

Do we know the gender yet?

-Not yet. -Not yet.

But you’re hoping it’s a boy, right?

A grandson. That’s what you want.

That’s why you ambushed me, isn’t it?

Teamed up with that woman?

Planning to wave the flag the second it’s a boy, right Mom?

You used that baby just to break up my marriage to Alya...

...you wanted this marriage to fall apart.

You’re not even with her.

You need a son. A proper son.

-I have a son. -He’s Ecmel’s grandson.

That woman... she’s not your equal.

-She’s slowly destroying you. -You’re the one destroying me, Mom.

It’s you, Mom. Don’t you see it?

You set me up, Mom.

You went behind my back.

You joined forces with that woman.

Alya was the one who kept me breathing.

Just know that. Let that sink in.

Shame on you.

Shame on you.

Hello—we’re from Lösev.

Would you like to take a brochure?

-Of course, thank you. -Thank you.

Doctor?

Was the sign just put up?

Yes—per Mr. Cihan’s request.

Cihan.

Hello—we’re from Lösev.

Would you like to take a brochure?

The full evaluation is still ongoing.

We just did an ultrasound— checking the baby’s condition.

Alright. Doctor, do everything you can—

We’re doing our best—don’t worry.

One question...

Sometimes the baby’s gender can be determined early...

Can you see anything on the scan?

Is it possible to tell?

If the position is right, we might—but I can’t say for sure yet.

-Priority is the mother’s condition. -Thank you.

-Cihan? -Alya.

We couldn’t talk—I had to rush out.

You did the right thing.

You named the ward after my mother.

I thought she deserved it.

Thank you.

That made me so happy. It’s like...

...she never left— she’s still here.

She always will be.

For her and for myself, thank you so much.

-Alright. -Alright.

Are you okay?

Fine.

I’m just tired.

Alright, good.

Try to get some rest.

Okay.

-Have a good shift. Good night. -Good night.

Has the pain eased?

Yes, I feel better. How’s the baby?

The fetal movements have decreased.

But the placenta’s position is still low.

That means the pregnancy is still in a sensitive phase.

So the risk isn’t over yet, Ms. Mine.

Do you know the gender?

She’s in her room now, doing fine for now.

-But the risk remains. -God is great.

She needs to stay at the hospital today and tomorrow for monitoring.

Alright, Doctor—do you know? The baby’s gender?

Can you see—boy or girl?

We actually saw it, but would you rather hear it from the mother?

Doctor, tell us.

-A boy. -Thank God!

Did you hear, Cihan? I’ll have a grandson.

You’re going to have a son, Cihan.

-Can I see her? -Just briefly. Here.

-Wishing you well again. -Thanks, thanks.

Cihan.

You’re going to have a son. Take it easy on her, there’s still a miscarriage risk.

She’s carrying your heir.

Albora is secure now—it is saved.

-Wishing you well. -Thank you.

I was unfair to you.

I sacrificed you.

I thought all these things about you.

But I never imagined you could lie so smoothly...

…betray me like this...

…stab me in the back so coldly.

I asked you— is there a baby?

You told me no.

I’m not the only one who lied so smoothly.

I asked you— are you in love with Alya?

You said no.

-Didn’t you deceive me too? -That’s not the same, Mine.

If there is a baby, I have a right to know.

But you betrayed me.

If anyone betrayed the other—it was you.

You were the one lying from the start.

You are the reason I’m lying here.

You caused all of this, Cihan.

You said my marriage to Alya was formal.

You said you felt nothing for her— you couldn’t feel anything.

You said you were marrying her only to protect her.

It was all lies, and I was foolish enough to believe you.

I believed it.

You led me on, you pushed me aside all this time, Cihan.

You’re responsible for everything. I’m pregnant now.

And that’s your lesson.

The baby I’m carrying is a boy.

I will give birth to the heir of the Alboras.

Alright—what happens now?

What are you hoping for? What do you expect?

What do you mean? I’m pregnant—pregnant!

I’m carrying your child— your son.

If that baby is mine...

…boy or girl...

…it doesn’t matter. That’s fine—I accept it.

But not you.

Alya won’t be either.

Alya is my wife.

I decide what happens— not you.

When Alya finds out, you won’t have a say.

-You’ll lose Alya. -And you think you’ll win?

Huh?

You never understood me—such a shame.

I never loved you.

And if I am to think about the future...

…it won’t be with someone I don’t love...

…it will be with the woman I do love.

Bravo! Finally, you admitted it to my face.

You love Alya—well done, brilliant!

Congratulations.

But you will lose Alya.

Just like I lost you, you will lose her too.

You...

...are destined to love only what you’ve lost, Cihan.

How could you lower yourself to that woman’s level?

Mom? How could you become so pathetic?

When were you planning to tell him?

Once the child’s birth certificate was issued?

You waited to hear the child’s gender first.

Of course I waited.

If it had been a girl, it would’ve been different.

We would have arranged something and moved on.

But she’s carrying a grandson.

Once Alya finds out, she’ll leave the house...

...packing up everything she owns.

Mom, stop. Don’t make me hate you. Stop.

Alya is not leaving.

Not because of your disgusting plans or games...

...nor because of all the schemes you’ve pulled.

-Do you hear me? -What do you think Alya will do, Cihan?

You think she won’t leave?

Once she finds out, she will go on her own. Won’t you tell her?

Mom, listen carefully now.

You will not interfere in this matter of the child.

You will not say a single word to Alya about this.

There is a truth—and she will hear it from me, not from you.

Do you understand?

-Good morning. -Good morning.

-Welcome, sister-in-law.How are you? -I’m fine.

Welcome.

Glad to be here.

Did something happen again?

No, just the usual. Come in.

I was actually looking for Deniz— is he here?

They’re at the back, feeding the geese.

Keeping them well-fed.

-Okay, let me check. -Come, we’ll call him.

No, I was standing all night on duty.

I’ll check on Deniz, get some rest, then head back to the hospital this afternoon.

I’m going to Özkan too. Let’s go together then.

Alright, let’s go.

Good.

One word.

Brother, may we come in?

Brother.

Are you okay?

Is there anything we can do?

Brother, don’t tell her yet.

When should I tell her? After the baby is born?

I have to tell her—she has to know.

She’s still in the hospital. You said her condition was critical.

I hate saying this, but...

...she might lose the baby. I think it’s better if you wait a little longer.

I can’t wait. I need to tell her.

No matter what—I have to tell her.

Look, I didn’t tell her about Mine before. That was a huge mistake.

It was already difficult to fix, and now this… I can’t make the same mistake again.

I will tell her—she will know.

Honestly, brother, I think you should tell her too.

But what if my sister-in-law wants to leave after learning the truth?

If she wants to leave the house, what will we do?

I don’t know, Kaya. I really don’t know what will happen.

I don’t know what I’ll do. I don’t know what she’ll say. I don’t know anything.

If anyone here knows, tell me.

Tell me what to do, and I’ll do it.

I really don’t know what to do.

Wait—slow down. Don’t do this.

I don’t want another child.

That won’t happen, Cihan.

There is only one Cihan here. No one will replace you.

You won’t have a sibling—okay?

You are our one and only—okay?

Okay. Promise?

Promise—yes, promise.

-Mom? -Yes, dear.

Can I call Uncle Cihan "Dad"?

Yes.

I love you so much, Dad.

I love you too.

Are you telling her now, Brother?

I’ll wait for her to wake up.

Are you scared?

Waiting scares me.

Trying to buy time—that scares me.

Not knowing how she’ll respond once I tell her...

...that scares me.

I am scared.

-Should I come in? -Come, come in.

You’re awake.

-I need to use the bathroom. -Okay.

Did you get enough sleep?

A little.

Yesterday was busy.

Four babies were born at the hospital.

-May they have beautiful lives. Were they healthy? -Yes, all healthy.

They screamed their first hello to the world!

That’s wonderful.

Are you okay?

Even Nare went silent.

You’re avoiding something. Don’t think I didn’t notice.

Hamada?

You need to go to Syria. You don’t know how to say it, do you?

Come here.

Not tonight, Cihan.

There’s a movie.

The tickets my mother left are like a farewell letter to me.

Let’s not waste them.

It’s not a big deal anyway.

Are you worried about Nare?

I guess.

It’s a difficult situation.

But we’ll go out together and I’ll talk to Nare properly.

We’ll find a way.

I don’t know how, but we will.

Once Özkan gets better, they’ll both go their separate ways.

Hopefully.

Are we going tonight?

Yes.

Let’s go.

I’m heading to the hospital now, I’ll get ready.

-Are you feeling better? -How could I?

I’m injured.

Being bedridden...

...what’s the point of living like this?

Özkan.

Look, we spoke with your doctor.

With physical therapy and rehabilitation, you’ll recover.

It will take some time, but you’ll get through it.

Your doctor even said if things continue improving, you could be discharged tomorrow.

If that happens, I’ll prepare your room at home right away.

Then I’ll come and pick you up.

Özkan, I’m here with you.

We will get through this, but first, you need to believe in yourself.

I believe in you, so please believe in yourself too.

If you come with me...

...don’t leave me again.

If you’re going to leave me again to go to Şahin...

...then don’t come at all.

Either you become my wife...

...forever...

...or you don’t come at all.

Make your decision...

...now.

I’m coming with you, Özkan.

Promise?

Promise.

I’m your wife now.

Forever.

-You’re leaving tomorrow. -Yes.

Is there no other way, Nare?

No, Şahin.

There isn’t.

I just made a promise to him.

I won’t leave him again.

I’m his wife now— that won’t change.

No.

Şahin, look—you waited for me for years...

...but you never built a life for yourself. -No, stop—just stop.

Şahin, you deserve happiness.

Please don’t turn your life into a nightmare because of me.

Şahin, let me go. I won’t come back to you.

Move on from me.

You will find someone to love.

Just don’t close yourself off—okay?

-Build a home, be happy. -I can’t.

Şahin, listen to me— all I ask is for you to be happy.

I can’t.

Maybe then I can finally breathe a little, find peace.

Come.

Let’s go. Let’s go.

I won’t offer empty reassurances.

Sometimes even your own voice feels too much—I know.

It’s over.

It’s not over.

Nare, it’s not over.

It doesn’t end unless we say it does.

I know it feels like you’ve reached the end of the road...

...but it’s not.

Your path just took a different turn.

Yes.

It looks dark, it feels uncertain, but you never know.

You don’t know what waits at the end of the road.

That’s why we have to keep going, no matter what.

We must resist.

Breathe, even breathing is resistance.

Everyone has a breaking point.

But...

...staying broken takes courage.

Standing there and facing the truth is a real challenge.

But I’ll try.

I will face the truth.

I will resist—like you.

We will resist—you will resist.

I believe in you, you are already so strong, Nare.

And you too.

You are strong too.

You have always been strong, always kept resisting.

So whatever you face, keep breathing, alright?

There are people who need your breath.

Okay...

...but why are you telling me this now?

What am I about to face?

Something happens here every single day.

Just yesterday, my brother came home wounded.

Blood feuds, constant chaos. Everything feels like a test for you.

You always say—life is unpredictable.

So no matter what happens, don’t stop fighting—okay?

I don’t think you’ll ever stop.

Because it doesn’t end unless you say it does.

It doesn’t end unless we say it does.

"One day you’ll laugh"

"One day you’ll cry"

"One day you’ll find yourself on the ground"

"But you never know"

"This is life—it’s unbelievable"

"Whether rich or poor, we’re the same"

"Grant us a miracle, oh God"

"Just so life can smile a little"

"It’s not a sin, nor is it shameful"

"Oh God, a miracle for us"

"A miracle, oh God, for us"

"Just so life can smile a little"

"It’s not a sin, nor is it shameful"

"Oh God, a miracle for us"

"A miracle, oh God, for us"

"Just so life can smile a little" We’re not running late, right?

No, no.

"It’s not a sin, nor shame"

Don’t worry—come. We’re watching this movie tonight.

–The night is ours. –Thank you.

"Oh God, for us"

"Just so life can smile a little"

"It’s not a sin, nor is it shameful"

"Oh God, a miracle for us"

"A miracle, oh God, for us"

"Just so life can smile a little"

"It’s not a sin, nor is it shameful"

"Oh God, a miracle for us"

-Hello? -How are you?

I’m fine. The doctor will be here soon with an update. I’m waiting.

-Hopefully, they’ll discharge you. -Hopefully.

Did Alya find out?

Cihan hasn’t told her yet.

Forget about that now. Your priority should be the baby.

Focus on keeping the baby safe, okay?

This baby will make it.

I will give birth to Cihan’s son, and place him in your arms, Ms. Sadakat.

Now, rest.

Glad to be here—thank you.

-Cihan, this place is beautiful. -I’m coming.

How can anyone watch a movie here? You get lost in your own dreams.

Yeah. Sometimes dreams come to life on the screen...

...and the rest is up to the viewer.

Yes.

You got some—so you’ll share, right?

-Of course. -Of course.

-Oh, a princess. -Yeah.

-What’s yours? -King.

Oh.

Oh.

-Shall we go in? -Let’s go.

I’ll hand over the tickets.

-Welcome. -Thank you.

-Here you go. -Enjoy the film.

Incredible. Look at this view.

That’s Mardin for you.

-What do they say? -What?

By day, it’s a spectacle; by night, a necklace.

Beautiful.

Are you okay?

Right now, yes. Right now, I feel great.

-You’re good? -Yeah.

-Shall we go in? -Yeah.

That way.

-Hello, Ms. Mine. -Hello.

We re-evaluated your tests.

For now, the risk of miscarriage seems to be gone.

Your bleeding has stopped. The baby is stable.

You may be discharged if you want...

...but you’ll need to continue being cautious.

Rest, no stress, no sudden movements, and don’t miss your check-ups.

Don’t worry—I’ll be careful.

-Wishing you well again. -Thank you so much.

You’re welcome.

When you win a race...

...you hesitate to start another, fearing a loss.

But this taught me something.

Being a champion means...

...running even when you know you might lose someday.

There’s no other way.

If someone feels too weak to run...

...if they still search for hope somewhere else,

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When I got married, I made a promise.

This wedding ring was placed on my finger today, and it will stay with me forever.

It is very precious to me.

I put it on the first day, and it’s still on my finger—I’ve never taken it off.

Oh, mother.

This film was the most meaningful gift my mother could have given me.

It beautifully shows what happens when you never give up.

Or when you love.

But truly—deeply.

It shows how love from the heart can change everything.

Love, faith, perseverance.

That’s how one wins the toughest races in life.

I wish love could overcome everything...

...but it only happens in movies.

In reality...

...in real life, love doesn’t win every battle.

In real life, winners are the ones who keep falling down...

...but still manage to stand tall no matter what.

You’re absolutely right—one of those people is sitting right beside you.

You’re right too. Love may not conquer everything, but...

...it still finds a way to guide you in the right direction.

Honestly, you just have to go where your heart tells you.

You also said… something.

"I always loved what I lost."

Then you said, "But you were right."

You said something like, "You shouldn’t be late."

The nurse came in, and you went quiet. You never finished your thought.

What were you going to say?

Actually, instead of finishing that sentence...

...there are other things I want to talk to you about.

Let’s talk.

Let’s talk.

Not here. This isn’t the right place.

Why not?

This is where my heart feels light.

I want to keep this moment, this beautiful memory…

Yes?

…I don’t want to stain it with a heavy truth.

I’m listening, Cihan.

Say whatever you’re going to say. What is it you want to tell me?

Last night, I found something out.

A truth I should’ve known… but was kept from me.

I learned the one thing I never wanted to hear in this life.

Cihan, what’s going on?

I thought I had left my past behind me…

…but it turns out it’s been following me like a shadow.

Will you tell me now?

Mine is pregnant.

Four months along.

It’s a boy.

She didn’t tell me until the baby’s gender was confirmed.

Turns out my mom knew too.

She kept it from me.

They both stayed quiet.

Alya.

Say something.

Alya...

Brother, Mine is here.

Mom’s calling for you both.

Come, Cihan, come. You too, Miss Alya.

What the hell are you doing here?

I invited her.

What are you doing here?

I’m carrying your child, Cihan.

And since I think it’s time everyone knows…

…I came all the way here.

I already found that out at the hospital, Mine.

So why show up at the mansion in the middle of the night? Tell me.

To remind you that I didn’t make this baby by myself…

…and that you need to take responsibility too.

Of course my son will take responsibility.

My son isn’t the kind of man who turns his back and walks away.

This is his mansion. His family’s legacy.

Get out.

Out. Now.

This subject won’t be discussed in this house. Now leave.

Cihan, that’s disgraceful.

This woman carries your child, your blood.

And in this condition, you’re going to turn her away?

You should have thought about that before.

This woman carries a son.

She carries your son.

Isn’t that right, Ms. Alya?

She carries my son’s heir.

Now, let’s take a look.

A woman, knowing her husband will have a son with another...

...can she stay under the same roof?

Can her heart, her stomach, bear it?

You know who should leave, don’t you?

Miss Alya.

Now that you know this, you won’t stay, will you?

It’s you who should leave.