Sibel pov
"How are you feeling?" he asked, and I nodded.
"Good," I said after a few chews... I was still figuring out how I was feeling.
"You have questions, I will answer them," he said.
I definitely do, but my mind wasn't working well enough for me to ask the ones I needed answers to.
"Come here," he said, and I'm sitting right beside him eating. He took my face in his hand and brought his face close to mine. He kissed my temple and my cheeks slowly.
"Ask me anything you want, Sibel. I don't bite."
That's a lie. The motherfucker bit me a few times. I know it wasn't once or twice either. My heart fluttered.
The terribly inconvenient plans for our wedding, I thought but could not help the smile on my lips when I started at the diamond and platinum band on my finger.
Initially
