Manşetteki Cinayet
I was impressed by what I heard. The assassination attempt forced my father to live in a wheelchair.
“Were those who opened fire on you caught?” I asked.
While my father's face was sullen, the answer came from my mother for some reason: “No, daughter. The police worked hard to shed light on the incident, but no results were achieved. "The perpetrator remained an unsolved case."
“Isn't it a little strange? "How can those who tried to kill such a famous man not be caught and the file is removed?" I said.
My mother didn't answer, just glanced at my father briefly. This time I asked my mother: "So, did Mr. Fazıl take care of my father?"
I couldn't help but feel jealousy. He was a young, handsome and rich man. Who knows how many women came into his life? I had to accept this. Still, I could not easily overcome the feeling of jealousy that took root inside me. It was the first for me. I decided that if I was going to be his last girlfriend, it would be just as valuable as him being my first. I should have focused on our future, not Batu's past.
