Feriha's hands trembled, clenching her knees as Ravihan finished speaking.
Her chest felt tight, like someone was pressing on it. 💢
Eric reached out, holding her hand, but even his presence couldn't ease the storm inside her.
"Y-You're saying…" she whispered, her voice cracking, "my sister… she's alive?" 😩
Ravihan nodded slowly, his eyes heavy with memory and pain.
"Yes. And Selin… she's the one who took her.
She wasn't cruel at first—not completely. She raised her, taught her… protected her in the only way she knew how." 🍃
Feriha pressed her hands to her face, tears spilling through her fingers.
"I remember… the ribbons.
The blue ribbons she always wore… the dreams I've had." 💠
Eric's eyes widened.
"Feriha… you mean the girl in your dreams—the one crying?" 😪
Feriha nodded, her throat tight.
"That was her.
That was my sister." 👧
Ravihan knelt in front of her, voice gentle but firm.
"You couldn't have known. You were too young.
But now you do. And now… we need to be careful.
Selene isn't just anyone. She's connected to the Circles Gang,and she believes she's protecting your sister." 📍
Feriha's mind raced.
She remembered the faint memory of a hand brushing her hair, a soft voice whispering, and a tiny girl hiding behind someone taller.
All the pieces began to click. 😌
A deep fear rose inside her,but beneath it, determination flickered.
Her sister was alive.
And Feriha would find her. 📈