SHORT INTRO:
Ecem leaned back in the plush chair, staring out the large window of her penthouse. The view of the city lights below seemed so far away, almost like another life. The betrayal still stung, and no matter how much she tried to move on, Alp's face lingered in her mind, haunting her every moment.
She had tried to bury it all. The love, the pain, the promises he had broken. But then came the strange messages. The strange phone calls.
"I know you, Ecem. I know your secrets." The last one had chilled her to the bone. Who would be watching her so closely?
She snapped out of her thoughts as the lights flickered. The power was going in and out, the storm outside battering the city. She had learned to ignore the little oddities that seemed to be happening since Alp left. Her life had become one long series of unanswered questions, and she wasn't sure she was prepared for more.
The sudden sound of footsteps echoed in the hallway, pulling her from her seat. She froze.
Who could it be? She had no visitors, and her father was still out of town. Her fingers hovered over the phone, ready to call for help, but the footsteps stopped just outside her door.
Her heart pounded in her chest.
She could hear the faint sound of breathing on the other side.
Was someone trying to get in?
Taking a deep breath, Ecem cautiously approached the door, every sense heightened. She wasn't going to be caught off guard. Not again.
A shadow flickered under the door — someone was on the other side. Slowly, she backed away, her pulse racing. She couldn't shake the feeling that this was more than just a random visitor.
Then, a soft knock.
Ecem stood motionless, trying to steady her breath. It was too quiet. Too calculated.
"Ecem…"
Her blood ran cold. It was his voice. Alp's voice.
For a moment, she couldn't move. The pain, the anger, and the confusion swirled inside her. But how could he be here? He had left her. She could never trust him again.
The voice called again, almost pleading.
"Ecem, open the door. I need to explain. Please."
Her hands shook as she reached for the door handle, but something stopped her. The last time they had spoken, Alp had hurt her more than she could bear. She couldn't let him in — not without knowing why he was really here.
She took a deep breath, then peered through the peephole.
But to her surprise, there was no one there. The hallway was completely empty.
Confused and on edge, Ecem opened the door just a crack. She stepped out into the hallway, looking in both directions. The silence was unnerving.
Suddenly, her phone buzzed in her pocket. She pulled it out, her heart nearly stopping when she saw the message:
"I know you're not alone. He's watching you."
Her eyes darted around, scanning the shadows. Who was sending these messages? Who was watching her?
A shiver ran down her spine as she hurried back inside, locking the door behind her. The storm outside grew fiercer, but inside her apartment, the chill came from something far more sinister than the weather.
She couldn't escape this. The past wasn't finished with her yet.
And Alp? Was he really the one knocking on her door... or was it someone else entirely?
To Be Continued...
Continuation - The Heiress and the Heartbreaker (Scene 2)
Ecem's hands trembled as she tightened the lock on her door. She pressed her back against the cold wood, trying to steady her breathing. Her mind raced with a thousand questions.Was Alp really here?Or was someone playing a cruel game?
The storm outside roared louder, rain lashing against the windows. Suddenly, the lights flickered again — and then went out completely.
She was plunged into darkness.
Her heart hammered in her chest. She fumbled for her phone, using its dim light to guide her. As she moved cautiously toward the living room, her phone buzzed again.
Another message.
"Trust no one. Not even him."
A chill slithered down her spine. Who was sending these? Why now?
She edged toward the window, pulling the curtain aside slightly. Down on the street, headlights flashed, a black car idling just across from her building.
She couldn't see the driver... but she could feel the stare, heavy and cold.
Before she could react, a loud thud came from her bedroom.
Ecem froze.
Was someone inside already?
Clutching her phone tightly, she moved silently through the dark hallway. She could hear the faint sound of something — someone — rifling through her drawers.
Her mind screamed at her to run, but her feet moved forward. She had to know.
Standing just outside her bedroom, she took a shaky breath and pushed the door open.
The room was empty.
But the window was wide open, the curtains flapping wildly in the stormy wind.
She stepped inside cautiously, her eyes scanning every shadow. Nothing. No one.
Until she looked down at her bed.
There, lying neatly on her pillow, was a single black envelope with her name written in bold letters:
"Ecem Kaya — You can't escape the past."
Tears burned in her eyes, but she blinked them away. Whoever was trying to scare her didn't know who they were dealing with. She wouldn't run.
But deep inside, fear gnawed at her.
Because somewhere in the shadows...someone was waiting.
And they knew everything.
To Be Continued..
Continuation - The Heiress and the Heartbreaker (Scene 3) Ecem stared at the black envelope in her trembling hands. With a hesitant breath, she tore it open. Inside was a photo — one that stopped her heart.
It was her. Sleeping.
In her own bed.
Taken from just a few feet away.
A gasp escaped her lips. She hadn't told anyone she was back in the city. No one had the keys. Who was inside her apartment while she slept?
Suddenly, she noticed something else — a thin red string tied to the edge of her pillow.
She turned her head slowly, following its trail across the bed, to the floor, under the rug...
Curiosity overcame her fear. She knelt, pulled the rug back — and found a small trapdoor she had never seen before.
There was something hidden inside her own home.
And it was waiting to be discovered.
To Be Continued...