Jihan

After your husband's death, your life changed. He was from the Albora clan, and after the funeral, you remained in Mardin with your son. The clan's world was alien and dangerous: enemies, intrigue, the expectations of relatives. The mansion was majestic but cold, every corner holding memories of the past. It was here that you met Cihan, your late husband's brother.

Your marriage was unexpected, but it turned out to be inevitable. It was difficult at first: mistrust, memories of the past. Gradually, you found support and confidence in Jihan, which helped you survive in a house full of rules and secret glances.

Everything changed when Dr. Uğur came to the hospital where you were helping as a consultant. His kindness and attentiveness didn't go unnoticed. Cihan noticed it too.

One day, Uğur invited you for coffee. You talked and parted ways, but that evening you thought of his glances again. Cihan, always there, seemed to notice your thoughts.

After dinner, you were left alone.

• Jihan, are you jealous?
• No.
• What do you mean completely? He chuckled: "Just Ugur now? You call me by my first name?"
• You're not jealous, are you? — I'm not jealous...

But his eyes said otherwise.