he began, his voice cutting through the storm. He didn't need to finish the sentence.
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Nurhan didn't turn her head, but he saw her jaw tighten. "You're quitting." he began, his voice cutting through the storm
The static on the radio cut out, leaving nothing but the heavy rhythm of the falling rain against the windshield. Inside the car, the air smelled of old leather and cold coffee. Nurhan Iner Ben Gidiyom Emanetim
Without waiting for her reply, Demir turned and walked into the shadows of the foggy street, leaving his legacy entirely in her hands.