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The next day.
Seth, as usual, had woken up earlier than anyone else. His cautious demeanour allowed him to live longer compared to what had happened to those around him.
He woke up staring outside, watching the sunlight slowly streaming in. Not only sunlight but also birds flying over the Bosphorus strait.
Seth opened the house's door, his eyes looking straight ahead as he watched the beautiful blue sea reflected by the light of the sun.
"A peaceful atmosphere, isn't that right?"
Seth's attention was drawn back, clearly seeing Imran had woken up with his hair looking wet.
Seth cleared his throat with a nod, then looked forward again, "Right. Such a peaceful atmosphere."
"I will live quietly with Mira elsewhere. Tomorrow, both of us will probably leave this house," Imran replied.
"Is it because Damla is gone?" asked Seth.
