My home was the most loyal thing that greeted me in this world. Wherever I went, I eventually found myself in his arms. When I opened the door of my house again with the same peace, Kuzgun was standing in the middle of the living room, looking at me.
I closed the door ignoring him. "You can't come in here whenever you feel like it," I said solemnly. I talked to him as if he had done nothing in secret.
"I knocked on the door, but no one opened it," he said as he took his hands out of his pockets. "I didn't want to wait outside either."
I smiled. "You could have come back."
"Then you wouldn't have known I was here," he said, and handed me the phone he was holding in his palm.
"This is so I can reach you when I can't find you."
I frowned. I was momentarily alarmed and picked up the phone he was holding.
"I realized that even not having a phone will not prevent you. How was your meeting with Ateş?"
