The First Breakthrough
The morning light crept into the apartment, but Y/N hardly noticed. She hadnât slept. Her mind had been racing all night, replaying every unsettling message, every suspicious glance sheâd caught in public. She was exhaustedâphysically and emotionallyâbut the fear kept her wide awake.
Rosé and Duru were in the kitchen when Kenan arrived, holding a bag of fresh smoothie ingredients, granola, and a small bouquet of wildflowers.
Kenan: âMorning. Thought you could all use something healthy today.â
Rosé: âSomeoneâs on a health kick. Whatâs with the flowers?â
Kenan: shrugging âFor Y/N. Thought they might brighten her day.â
Rosé smirked, but her expression softened when she glanced at Y/N, who was sitting on the couch, staring blankly at the floor.
Kenan: lowering his voice âHowâs she doing?â
Duru: âNot great. She barely slept.â
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Kenan Comforts Y/N
Kenan walked over to Y/N and gently placed the flowers on the coffee table. She looked up, her eyes glassy from lack of sleep.
Kenan: softly âHey. How are you holding up?â
Y/N: forcing a smile âIâm fine.â
Kenan: sitting next to her âYou donât look fine. Talk to me, Y/N.â
Her composure cracked, and before she could stop herself, tears began streaming down her face. Kenan immediately wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into his chest.
Y/N: between sobs âI canât do this, Kenan. I feel like someoneâs always watching me. I canât even sleep. Iâm so scared.â
Kenan: holding her tighter âYouâre not alone in this. Iâm here. Weâre all here. And whoever is doing this wonât get away with it.â
Y/N clung to him, her tears soaking into his shirt. For the first time, she let herself be vulnerable, letting go of the fear sheâd been holding inside.
Kenan: softly âIâll stay with you, okay? You donât have to face this by yourself.â
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Kenan Stays
Later that evening, as the group settled in for the night, Y/N quietly approached Kenan.
Y/N: âI donât think I can sleep alone tonight.â
Kenan: âYou donât have to. Iâll stay with you.â
She nodded, grateful for his steady presence. As they sat on her bed, Y/N finally began to relax. Kenan leaned against the headboard, and she curled up next to him, her head resting on his shoulder.
Kenan: âTry to sleep. Iâll be right here.â
Y/N: whispering âThank you.â
Kenan: brushing a strand of hair from her face âAlways.â
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Detective Kayaâs Call
The next morning, Y/N woke up to the sound of her phone buzzing. Kenan was still sitting beside her, scrolling through his phone while keeping an eye on her. She quickly answered when she saw Detective Kayaâs name.
Detective Kaya: âGood morning, Y/N. Weâve made some progress.â
Y/N: âWhat did you find?â
Detective Kaya: âThe messages were traced to an IP address registered to Cem Arslan, a digital PR consultant. Does that name mean anything to you?â
Y/N frowned. Cem had worked briefly with her team during a project two years ago. He had always been professional but distant, and she hadnât given him a second thought since.
Y/N: âI know him, but we havenât spoken in years. Why would he be doing this?â
Detective Kaya: âThatâs what weâre trying to figure out. Weâll be looking into his recent activities and connections. For now, Iâd advise staying cautious and keeping your inner circle informed.â
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Sharing the News
The group gathered in the living room as Y/N recounted what Detective Kaya had told her.
BarıÅ: âCem Arslan? That guyâs not exactly a big name. Why would he be targeting you?â
Rosé: âMaybe heâs working for someone else. Someone who has a grudge against Y/N.â
Duru: âOr maybe heâs just trying to stir up drama to make a name for himself.â
Kenan: âWhatever his motive, itâs personal. Heâs not just targeting Y/Nâs careerâheâs going after her.â
Y/N: âI hate this. I hate feeling so powerless.â
Kenan: squeezing her hand âYouâre not powerless. And youâre not alone. Weâll figure this out.â
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A Chilling Post
Later that evening, BarıŠwas scrolling through social media when he stumbled upon another post from the anonymous account. It read:
"You think youâre safe? The truth always finds its way out."
BarıÅ: showing his phone to the group âItâs them. Theyâre still watching.â
Y/N felt a chill run down her spine, and her breathing quickened. Kenan immediately pulled her close, his presence grounding her.
Kenan: âSend this to Detective Kaya. They need to see it.â
Rosé: âAnd we need to stick together. No one goes anywhere alone, understood?â
The group nodded, their determination growing stronger.
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A Quiet Moment
As the others began to settle down for the night, Y/N and Kenan found themselves alone in the kitchen. The hum of the refrigerator filled the silence as Y/N absentmindedly stirred her tea.
Kenan: âYouâre still scared, arenât you?â
Y/N: âOf course I am. But I canât let it stop me.â
Kenan: âYou donât have to do this alone, Y/N. Let me be there for you.â
She looked at him, her eyes softening.
Y/N: âYou already are. And I donât know what Iâd do without you.â
Kenan: brushing her cheek âYouâll never have to find out.â
For a brief moment, the weight of the situation lifted, and Y/N allowed herself to feel safe.
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Ending Note
The discovery of Cemâs involvement was a step forward, but it brought more questions than answers. Y/N knew the road ahead would be difficult, but with Kenan by her side, she felt a little stronger. Together, they were ready to face whatever came next.
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