The soup looked extremely hot, smoke was flaring up as Halil Ibrahim stired it. The night was also very quiet, wind slightly blew through the window making them feel a refreshing breeze. Zeynep stares outside, she sees the moon shining brighter than usual. The whole sky was painted golden as if it was celebrating their return. Zeynep also noticed a star positioned right next to the moon, the two bodies looked magically drawn to each other like soulmates. She then shifted her eyes to the actual magic in front of her, his arms just effortlessly revealing their veins, making him look too manly. The short sleeves shirt he wore highlighted his muscles from his biceps to his chest and finally his neck. Halil had been stiring the soup to cool it down, he tilted his neck while at it. He kept shifting and tilting it left and right.

He scoops one spoonful, drive it to his mouth then blows air onto it, with his tongue; he slightly tastes to check the temperature. Zeynep due to the nervousness, had pinned her hands in between her legs. Halil notices how she's shaking her legs, he raises his head and looks straight into her eyes. He then moves his hand with the spoon to her mouth, Zeynep takes a second to open up but he manages to feed her the soup. Maybe it's due to embarrassment or shyness but she somehow cannot bring herself to look into his eyes. Every time their eyes almost meet, Zeynep manages to look away. Suddenly, soup falls from one corner of Zeynep's lips. She quickly uses her hand to wipe it off before it falls farther, Halil Ibrahim looks at her face and realizes that Zeynep didn't wipe all of it off. He places his hand below her chin, support it up with four fingers then uses his thumb to wipe it up to her lips.

Zeynep looks stunned, she wishes to push away but it's as if the four fingers are holding her body down as well. The moment Halil's thumb reaches her lips, she unknowingly licks the lower lip followed by the upper lip clean. Despite the fact that she had been avoiding Halil's gaze, she suddenly finds herself staring right into his clear eyes. Mostly, Halil's eyes are the opposite of clear. Could be due to the fact that he holds multiple secrets or even more so, to hide his true feelings from others. However, with Zeynep, they can't help but wish to clear the doubt. As if he wishes for her to see through them, to see beyond the secrets and the lies and if possible, for her to see her place in his heart.

Zeynep reads as Halil's eyes tell the story of his love, a love too real like the moonlight across the sky. Halil slowly gets close which accelerates Zeynep's anxiety, she could almost feel her heart in her throat. She tightly holds the chair down as Halil Ibrahim closes in for the kiss. She feels as his hand moves up to her cheek and some of his fingers behind her ear. Using that hand on her cheek, he pulles himself to her face. At this moment, they are both sharing the same air, Halil breathes in raising his shoulders and and whole body then slowly their lips touch. His lips feel very warm and slightly soft, she can feel his faint breathes blowing on her face. It's a feeling she hadn't felt in a long time thus it could be compared to an electric shock striking her down to her legs. For a second she had forgotten about their separation and was actually enjoying the sudden kiss. She was almost closing her eyes as well but suddenly her conscious spoke reminding her how wrong it'd be if she responded to that kiss. "What would the girls say about her?" She wondered, it was evident they hated her so when they find out she couldn't wait resist and instead jumped into Halil's arms; her life would surely take a turn for the worst. That's when she suddenly opened her eyes as resorted in doing the first thing that came to mind.

"Mhmmm..." Halil cries in pain.

" Did I hurt you? Halil Ibrahim... did I push you too hard?" Zeynep asks after pulling Halil Ibrahim away from her lips. Halil Ibrahim's facial expression said it all, he was in a lot of pain and that his wounds had not fully healed yet.

"Yes Zeynep... It hurts..." Halil Ibrahim replies.

"Where...?" Zeynep questions with a concerned tone. While questioning him, she places one of her hand on Halil's chest and the other on his face. Halil Ibrahim stares at her and he can see true fear on her eyes. He can clearly see concern from her, he knows how her eyes instantly start shimmering due to tears every time she's concerned for him. He memorized how her eye brows slightly rise at the middle of her face when she fears for him. Coincidentally or not, that's the exact expression she was wearing at that moment. Zeynep might not know but Halil has her figured out, he knows her angry face, her proud face and even her 'in love' face. After witnessing that, Halil placed his hand on top of Zeynep's hand, he pressed it down on his chest then tighten his glance to Zeynep. The dark eyes were back, considering the situation, Halil's eyes changed but it wasn't a vicious look. His eyes this time showed a pinch of fear and yearning, not a tear fell off but the tears were occupying almost all of his eyes.

" Here Zeynep... It hurts right here... It's been hurting for months now and (sniffs) no matter what I did, it didn't stop hurting." Halil Ibrahim bitterly confesses.

" How can it be for months when-" Zeynep hesitates...

" I can take any bullet anytime Zeynep but you... I can't take losing you..." Halil continues, " You hear that...? It only makes such movements when you are next to me..."

A tear falls from Zeynep's eye, she for sure sees the hurt in Halil's voice, face and actions.

"Can't we get back together... we are both dying inside without each other... Zeynep, I can't live without you." Halil requests. Zeynep forcefully frees her hand from Halil's grip, she stands up and walks a few steps away from Halil Ibrahim.

" I miss you so much that I can't eat, I can't come into our room, I can't even sleep because I used to do all that with you by my side." Halil says as he stands from the chair. He walks towards Zeynep and from behind, he moves his hand across Zeynep's waist and gives her a tight backhug. After a long time he gets to breathe her scent and not fall to his knees, he gets to give her a hug without it being in his dreams. Zeynep sobs as she also relaxes on Halil's chest, she can't help but release all of her emotions as they hug after a long time. If it would've been just love with them then separation would be out of the question. Sadly, their love might be boundless but not immortal and if they did ignore the problems then they wouldn't have a world to love each other in.

"You are my home Zeynep, I only feel safe in your arms. So please don't take my home away from me..." Halil speaks with his head placed on Zeynep's shoulder facing the floor. The silent sobs from Zeynep are now getting somewhat audible, she cries after hearing the words from Halil Ibrahim. The feeling was indeed mutual, she also missed him so much she couldn't eat. She had been spending all her nights at the balcony of her bedroom at the Leto house without sleeping a wink. Both of them suffered from this separation and as they act tough to the whole world, being in each other's arms just digs out all their buried emotions and brings them out in the open. Halil Ibrahim is also Zeynep's home, despite her having a huge family and relatives, only he can make her feel secure.

"I can't- we can't be together Halil Ibrahim..." Zeynep speaks.

" No, we can and have been together... you and I and our love." Halil Ibrahim assured.

"No... You and I have different love... you can't love only me Halil Ibrahim..." Zeynep says while facing away, she removes Halil Ibrahim's arms from her waist and takes a step forward then turn to face him. She looks into his eyes with rivers of tears on her face. "

You clearly, can't love only me... you love your revenge, your anger and your secrets." Zeynep angrily says, " You even stayed here for your revenge, our marriage was just an add on..."

" I stayed here for you..." Halil bitterly replies.

"No, I just unexpectedly showed up, our love just unexpectedly came to..." Zeynep adds.

Gritting his teeth, Halil says, " I came here for love and stayed here for love... If things wouldn't have changed, I would've currently been miles away from here. I never came here for revenge."

"Yes you did... Because what about the pictures on the wall of that room?" Zeynep asked in a low tone. They both looked extremely worked up, their eyes stared right into each other without looking away. Since Halil Ibrahim was taller, Zeynep had to raise her neck high to match his height. Halil Ibrahim took a step towards Zeynep and held both her hands, he took a moment to wipe his tears and gulp saliva then bent over to match Zeynep's height. He was currently holding her hands down firmly it made Zeynep move back in embarrassed.

"I know, I know I should've told you about that room. I never intended to hurt you with it and believe it or not, that room has nothing to do with you or us. If it was something I could just tell you about, I wouldn't have taken this long to. However, my secrets aren't mine to tell because am bound by an oath. You are a doctor, you know what an oath means..." Halil Ibrahim gives a lengthy explanation, he does all this while looking right into Zeynep's eyes. He never once looked away while he explained to her, he needed her to see how sincere he was.

" I just came here to marry Yasemin and leave but her cruel death could not go unanswered. Your half-brother, murdered her out of spite which was not fair..."

"And to avenge her you slit his throat in an instant..." Zeynep intruded.

"And I'd do it again..." Halil answered.

"See, that's your problem... Because of your anger and revenge, we are here today, hurting each other and at opposite ends..." Zeynep added.

"But it's also the reason why we both found each other again... You and I, we worked it out and made our love work despite my anger. Don't you think that deserves a chance Zeynep?" Halil pleads.

"Can you please let me go? You are hurting me..." Zeynep asks Halil Ibrahim with her eyes closed. Halil quickly lets her go, he looks at his hands and feels guilt. How dare he use his hands to hurt Zeynep? However, these were not normal times, he needed to convince Zeynep, he needed her back to him and also he needed her where he knew she was safe. Regardless of Zeynep's anger, stubbornness or embarrassment, tonight him and Zeynep had to make up as this misunderstanding had gone too far.

The night was extremely calm, the girls downstairs could hear Halil and Zeynep argue despite them almost whispering. They sat at the living room attentively listening, waiting for the outcome of their argument. It was everyone's wish that these two lovers settled their differences; be it by making up or agreeing to end this ill-fated relationship. In the room, Zeynep was left sobbing, Halil was standing just a step away from her. He kept looking at his hands then at the horrified Zeynep. She was shaking from the pent up anger and emotions, Halil looked at her once more, he tilted his head from anguish then a tear fell from his eye.

Suddenly Zeynep saw two hands approach his face and occupy her cheecks, she looked startled, then saw Halil's face close in on her once again. Halil Ibrahim let out a bitter sigh, he stood like that for a second then spoke to her in a whispering tone.

He had closed his eyes then said, "Zeynep... I'm ok with everyone leaving me but not you... when you are next to me, I feel human again, I can breathe fine and think fine. All this time we broke up, I couldn't think, I couldn't think of anything but your scent, your presence and your..." Halil opens his eyes he looks at Zeynep, Zeynep stares at him as well. It's as if she waits for him to finish the sentence, she wishes to know but doesn't dare ask.

"I miss your lips... so am going to kiss them..." Halil Ibrahim said.

Zeynep didn't resist this time, she let Halil Ibrahim pull her in for a kiss. He clung her onto his body making her stand on her toes. They both slowly closed their eyes and let the lips and tongues speak. Sounds of their kisses filled the room, their breathing got even louder as the kiss got more intense. Halil slowly pulled Zeynep away, she was completely into it; it even took her a second to reopen her eyes. They both had the come hither look, this only meant that one kiss was just not enough to quench their long lasted thirst. For the second time they went in for a more fiercer kiss. It was as if they were ready to devour each other alive, lest they won't have to stay away from each other anymore. Halil moved in and kept pushing Zeynep till they reached one of the chairs. Zeynep's hands went in blind and held onto the chair arm so she won't fall over to the table. Halil's hands on the other hand: one caressed Zeynep's neck pulling it into position everytime he changed sides, the other one pushed her waist towards his body.

As a result, sounds of Zeynep's heels, the chair and their kisses echoed throughout the room. They've never had an intense kiss like this, might probably be because of the distance but their lust had gotten the better of them. "Wait..." Zeynep cried while Halil flooded her with kisses. She places her hand onto Halil's chest, as if he didn't hear her, Halil doesn't stop kissing her.

"I'll fall down..."Zeynep shouts. Hearing this Halil Ibrahim finally stops, he's obviously shocked to find out that they are almost at the edge of the table. Zeynep's bum was half off the table and she had no place to hold. He looks at her with sorry eyes, she stares at him then stare at her back to check the situation. The one hand on Halil's chest this time has completely rested unaware, as she's busy looking at the table, Halil holds her arms and pulls her towards the bed. There was no stopping him that night, it was as if the kiss unleashed all the pent up frustrations and he was only willing to let go if he gets to go all the way. He had no shame at that, Zeynep just came from experiencing something dreadful but all he could think of that night was to make her his and completely his. It's not as if she wasn't his already, Zeynep had long lost her heart to him.

Then again, how else would he erase all the bad memories for her? Bad memories can only be covered up by good memories. Therefore, after today, she might still remember the bad days she lived being held captive but she'll definitely also remember this particular moment. This moment here, where their hearts were beating like crazy, their breathes were louder than the squeaking of their bed and the moment where they both let their love win. She'll recall only Halil's scent on her body rather than the stench in that awful house, she'll also recall being in the arms of the man she loves and the only man she feels safe with. Therefore, no matter how shameful the act was at that moment, Halil Ibrahim wasn't going to stop or be stopped by anyone.

They had now both sat at the bed, the dark room enhanced their need for each other. It was like a magnet that drew their bodies towards each other. Now that they were on the bed, the tension had died down a bit. They weren't driven by lust anymore but by the intense love they had for each other. Halil stoke Zeynep's hair, he took a bunch to his nose and sniffed them. Just the scent he misses and remembers, he then slowly takes her arm and kissed her wrist. He looks her in the eyes as he continues on up to her shoulder. Zeynep feels all this, she also has eyes on Halil Ibrahim, her eyes follow as he kisses all of her hand making his way to her shoulder. She can't do anything though, so she uses her other hand and grip on the bed sheets tightly. Halil goes to her neck and gives it several kisses, Zeynep was having her head look up while Halil caressed and kissed her neck. Her eyes were closed off shut while her body was reacting to the kisses, she also let out slight moans and sighs which fueled Halil's urge.

Zeynep's hair had slightly covered Halil's face, he raised his head straight, moved her hair then pulled her head for their lips to meet. This time, the kiss was more slower, more passionate, their tongues met and they kept sucking their upper and lower lips in turns. Halil placed his hand below Zeynep's chin and had their lower lips sucking. Slowly they laid down on the bed, Halil Ibrahim was on top of Zeynep and Zeynep looked upto his face. They took a second and stared at each other closely, Halil stood on his knees and took off his shirt without letting his gaze off of Zeynep. Zeynep had her eyes fixated on him as well, she scanned his whole chest and noticed the scars left behind by the bullets he had taken. She reached out her hand and grazed it on the scars then asked, "Does it hurt?" softly to Halil Ibrahim. Halil looked at her, took her arm stretched it on the side then made their hands lock fingers. He also moved to her face and answered, "No, not at all..."