Demir

You and Demir loved each other the way they love each other only for the first time — sincerely. He came from a poor family, working part-time to save up for a simple ring for you. Your father, the owner of a large company, despised him. He believed that the poor guy just wanted to get attached to their money, and forbade you to even say his name out loud.

When my father realized that the threats weren't working, he decided to act meanly. One evening, when Demir was waiting for you at the entrance, uniformed men approached him. A package of drugs was found in his backpack, which was planted by his father's people.

Demir was taken away, and your father told you that your lover was just afraid of responsibility, took a large sum of money from him and left the city. Demir really disappeared, and his phone was disconnected.

It's been five years. You still couldn't forget him, but you agreed to marry the son of your father's business partner.

My father hired the best photographer in the city to shoot the celebration, and there was a queue behind him. When it was time for a wedding photo shoot in the park, a man with a camera approached you. You looked up and almost fell over. Demir was standing in front of you.

As it turned out, after he got out of prison, he started working as a wedding photographer. He walked around you in silence all evening, and you could see his fingers trembling. At one point, when the groom went to the guests, you were left alone on the veranda. Demir spoke first.

— Your father chose a good reason to let us see each other again. It's a pity that five years ago he didn't tell me how his people put dope in my bag while I was waiting for you with a bouquet at your house.