Emanetim: Nurhan Iner Ben Gidiyom

he began, his voice cutting through the storm. He didn't need to finish the sentence.

Nurhan didn't turn her head, but he saw her jaw tighten. "You're quitting." Nurhan Iner Ben Gidiyom Emanetim

He opened the car door, the cold night air rushing in to replace the warmth. He stepped out into the rain, turned back one last time, and looked into her fierce, questioning eyes. he began, his voice cutting through the storm