Ashley's POV:
I did a lot with my family just in case to have enough memories when I leave. I'm pretty sure they're going to be mad but I already booked my flight.
So it's the day. The last day I'm going to be here in Zurich. My flight is at midnight so I can sneak out while they're sleeping. I feel so bad to go but they made me to.
My brothers talked to my parents but they didn't even listen to them. They stood in their own way. My dad wants to engage me with Kerem, the son of my father's best friend. He was also my friend and I enjoyed hanging out with him but we lost contact.
Oh and by the way we were in the same high school so we had a lot of time spent together. His best friend once told me that Kerem used to have a crush on me but I didn't believe him. I still don't think that he had a crush on me because we were like siblings. But now it feels so uncomfortable to engage with a guy you once saw as a sibling. I am actually doing Kerem a favor too so he can find the right girl for himself and doesn't have to marry me. I know when I leave Kerem's family would never want me as their gelin, which means "bride" in Turkish. I hope they are not going to be very mad at me.
It's 8 p.m. already and I feel very emotional. My family and I sit in the living room together and watch a Turkish series. In the series, a girl starts to cry because her lover cheated on her so I just can't stop my tears falling through my cheeks. My parents are not very surprised by my emotional breakdown. They are used to it. I lean on Samir's shoulder and can't stop crying.
"Asli, it's not even real. Stop crying so much about it." He harshly says. Oh if he would know why I really cry.
"Yeah I know Samir. Thank you. I love you, my big brother." I say and wipe my tears off.
"Ehm... Ok? I love you too..." He says confused but soften. I will miss him probably the most. He was like a twin to me. Maybe just because he's just 2 years older than me and we used to hang out a lot. Amar is 5 years older than me so we never really go out together. Not like me and Samir. I will miss them both.
Time never flew so fast. It was already 10 p.m. and my whole family goes to bed. I hugged everyone before they left in their bedrooms and told them I love you. They were so confused but ignored it because they were tired.
I start to pack my stuff in my bag and got my passport. It feels like I'm dreaming and this is like a Turkish series where things aren't even real. When it's 10:30 p.m. I sneaked through the lobby outside the door. Before I closed the main door I looked back to my apartment and started to cry.
"Please don't be mad at me..." I whisper and close it very slow. When I arrive at the airport it's 11 p.m. and I search for the check-in. When the monitor showed London my knees feel like pudding. I am very nervous but I'm not going to stop now. It's anyway too late.
I sit on the flight and luckily I don't have anybody next to me. Now I put on my AirPods and listen to my playlist. I'm not very nervous anymore. I'm more excited.
... (to be continued)