Erdem stood with anticipation by the window of the quaint coffee shop, his eyes fixed on the bustling road just beyond the glass. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee hung in the air, mingling with the soft chatter of patrons engaged in quiet conversations. Sunlight streamed through the large windows, casting warm hues on the worn wooden tables and the cosy armchairs scattered throughout the space.
With bated breath, Erdem waited, his gaze searching for a glimpse of Nesta. It was on this very road that he had laid eyes on her after all those years of waiting and searching, and now, it had become a place of hope and longing, where he yearned to catch another fleeting glimpse of her enchanting beauty.
