The book is an Epistolary novel where the protagonist writes his daily events into a letter amd sends it to an unknown individual. The individual was not revealed within the story. He writes about his high school crush, his childhood trauma and his first Relationship and how he made friends after his only friend died or commited suicide. It really gets exciting to get on this journey of this school boy which everybody does go through at some point of their lives.

Kain, a teenage boy, finally got what he always wanted, adventure. Too bad his adventure happened after his death. Well at least he gets wishes.

What? He only has 1 wish and 2 perks? 

What do you mean he can't choose a world to reincarnate in? He must Spin-The-Wheel to decide a world?

Kain, a teenage boy, finally got what he always wanted, adventure. Too bad his adventure happened after his death. With 1 wish and 2 perks, he will decide his fate.

Goody-good-two shoes Beatrice Marie considered herself a wallflower and stuck on being one.

Thus, contented herself in leading a dull life in High School and concentrated on making stellar grades instead.

But, one incident changed the course of her life...

  Helen woke up tired. the sun had not risen and the sky was coloured light and dark blue.
Her aunt woke her up very early again.  
 "wake up! you rascal." aunt Tina said
Helen was so tired after all the work she did last night, she could barely see or hear her aunt. Helen sat up on the ground were her mat was layed.  
  "are you deaf?"  aunt Tina said. "I said get up!"
  Helen could not get up, until aunt Tina landed a slap on her cheek. Helen widened her eyes in shock . why did her aunt have to slap her like that?
   her cheek hurt so badly she could taste her blood.   "aunt...Ti...Tina?". Helen said realising
it was her aunt.  "you stupid child. you'll get punished in the morning for this."
 Tina dragged Helen by her arm with force across the corridor to the extent that Helen almost fell because her legs were still weak and her feet hurt her due to the hard work she had done yesterday.
 "you are a stupid little brat, your mother didn't bring you up well. that's why you're being so lazy."  lazy? her daughter's were the lazy ones they did nothing except for eating, partying, drinking, going out with men and finding a way to punish her.
Helen was so confused on why her aunt woke her up so early, why was she maltreating her by this time of the day?  finally her aunt stopped  at a particular place. it was the kitchen. they were standing outside the kitchen door.  "why didn't you finish washing the dishes I told you to wash?" aunt tina was really angry as she pointed at the dishes, tapping her foot on the floor.  oh no!  Helen forgot to wash the remaining plates, she was so tired she slept off without remembering the dishes.
"I can expl..."  before Helen could give her excuse aunt Tina gave her another slap on the cheek , then used her arm to push her in the kitchen.  " before I come back you must have been done with all this plates or else you'll receive more punishment understand?"
Helen didn't reply, after some seconds she heard the door get shut behind her. Helen just sat on the ground were she was thrown as tears began to fall down her cheek to the ground.  how did her life turn out to be like this?  when did it become a living hell?. 
Helen cried until her face was wet with tears and sweat. she couldn't take it anymore, she had become a maid. when Helen was six her father died in the sea when he was sailing with his crew. when Helen's mother heard what happened to her husband she also died to Join him. Helen's grandmother accused Tina of being the reason for her daughter's death, because she was more beautiful than Tina. after a year her grandmother died . And now she's left alone with this wicked woman.
   Helen got angry at herself, she was being unreasonable, no matter how aunt Tina treated her she would still want to please her. was it because she had no one or no where to go to?
   Helen cried and cried until she was done washing the plates. she was finally free at least for now until tomorrow. Helen got out of the kitchen to tell her aunt that she was done.
she got to her aunt's room to see that she was asleep. Helen walked close to her aunt's bed and stared at her. her hands were shaking she couldn't wake her aunt up, she was scared that she would receive another punishment.
finally she tried. "uhm... aunt? aunt?"  her aunt opened her eyes in shock and and sat up on her bed. "who told you to wake me up when I'm asleep?"
 what?, was this woman crazy or something .
"I wanted to tell you I was done with the dishes but you were asleep so I decided to..." 
    "Wake me up?"  Helen was cut short.
"uhm..yes!"  Helen said.
"you are going to receive a punishment for this. you are going to massage me to sleep"
 Helen did not say anything but stare at her aunt's wicked eye's. As her aunt turned her back while she used her stomach to face the bed and her elbows to support herself.
 "Begin!" her aunt told her.  Helen started massaging her aunt's body, from her back to her foot and hands.  after a while her aunt felt relaxed and slept off,  it was finally Helen's turn to sleep the sky was brighter now, and she didn't have much time left.
Helen tip toed to the walkway when she halted in her step's.  she stopped infront of her cousins room, their door was a little open so she could see them sleeping peacefully. Helen hated her life,  so her cousins get to sleep and do whatever they wanted and she didn't? . Helen hated her cousins more, they always had a way to get her in trouble or embarrassed her in public. sometimes she felt like killing them.  they rose this bad spirit in her. Helen wasn't jealous of them because she was way more beautiful than her cousins.
    Helen got to her room and laid on her mat which was placed on the floor. Helen didn't have a bed. and she had the worst room among all the rooms.  though this was her father's house and he was really rich, so the house was big enough,  it was a big duplex, but she was sleeping in a really small room

   It was finally morning. Helen woke up immediately and did her house chores.  aunt Tina came downstairs to find Helen sweeping the parlor.  "Helen?" aunt Tina said.
"yes aunt!"  Helen answered
 "is breakfast ready?"
"yes aunt."
aunt Tina galantly walks downstairs. 
"go call Adora and Kel for me". 
"ok aunt."
  Helen runs upstairs to call her cousins.  She got to  Kel's room and saw her and Adora laughing.
  "you remember that man at the market?." Kel sais. they laughed at each other's joke until Helen interrupted. "uhm, your mother calls for you." 
  "what, can't you knock?" Adora gets angry 
      "I'm sorry , your mother said I should call you downstairs, breakfast is ready." Helen stared at her hands while talking.
    "let's go sister we don't have time for this thing."   it was Kel the meanest of them all. the beautiful girl with blue eyes and long hair got up from bed and moved towards helen then whispered to her.
   "the next time you come here without knocking, I'll punish you hear me."  Kel said
   "yes.". Helen replied.
"good.". Kel walked passed her with a Sharp gaze.  and Adora the most beautiful daughter of Tina, the brown haired daughter followed her sister Kel. 
  Tina was having her breakfast when her two daughters came downstairs.
  "mother, you called for us!" Kel sais
"yes dear...uhm are you not hungry?"  Tina asks her daughter's with a concerned look on her face.
  "oh! mother am starved." Adora sais rushing downstairs. Adora was the childish daughter ,although she was sixsteen but she behaved as if she was eight years old. Adora sat across her mother. while Kel walked like a princess with her head high. she sat beside her mother. Helen took a big spoon and served thier food. when Helen was done and they began to eat along with thier mother. Helen served her own food. she was about to go upstairs when aunt Tina made her halt in her step's.
    "Helen!"
"yes aunt Tina." Helen replied turning her back to face her aunt.
  "sit with us for breakfast I have something to talk to you about. all of you."  Tina's daughters stopped eating when they heard her mention 'all of you.' 
  "what do you want to talk to us about mother?" Adora was the first to ask. aunt Tina stared at Helen who was still confused took a sit one chair away from Adora.
   "so, the Queen needs a new maiden and we agreed that Helen would be her new maiden, but the good news is that we'll be living in the Kings palace.  do you know why?" Tina said.
   "no mother!"  Adora answered with curiosity.
"because you and your sisters are going to be his mistresses."  Adora clapped with a wide smile on her face.  
  "well I don't want the king, I want the prince.". Kel interrupts.
   while all three of them were laughing Helen was sad and angry, luckily she could hide it. how did it come to this? she was being sold to the Queen to be her maiden God knows what else this woman will do to her. 
   After breakfast they got ready for work.  aunt Tina owned a big bar which people came to visit everyday. Aunt Tina was really making money out of her business.  she was Known for her good services especially to the men.
    Helen served aunt Tina's customers while the two lazy daughters watched Helen do all the work while they talk to men.
   finally after the long day Helen was left alone to clean up the bar while her aunt and cousins went home. Helen was cleaning the bar when a beautiful white horse stopped by the bar with someone sitting on the horse, it seemed to be a young man , he wore a cloak which covered his face. dark sleeves, boots and black leather gloves were what he put on.
  the young man came closer and Helen could barely see his face.
   "do you have a bottle of alcoholic wine?" the man asked. he had a  deep voice.
   "uhm...yes."
Helen felt something, she felt a very strong aura around this man, she was really curious to know who he was. she wanted him to come a little closer so that she could see his face. 
  Helen dropped a bottle of wine infront of the man. the man hurriedly dropped 10 golden coins on top of the table and left.  
   "wait your change."
the man had already left. Helen looked at the coins that she now carried in her hands and stared at it. the man seemed to be really rich to have left this much money.
   Helen went home thinking about that man. who he could be, why he hid his face in the dark. her thoughts were about a stranger she knew nothing about. finally she got home, every was asleep, so she went to her room and slept too. after a long days work her eyelids did feel heavy so she slept off. 





 









  

Summer Picnic
It was exactly a week after Aunt Helen's surprised arrival when her childhood friends in the farm organized a despidida* party in her honor. They decided to do a picnic by the river. My father Amor and Uncle Tino, Karlo's father were the prime organizers. A makeshift tent was built on the riverbank. Plastic tables and chairs were hauled from the multi-purpose hall and were strategically placed all over. Rows of barbecue pits hot with burning charcoal briquettes were laden with marinated meats, fresh fish and seafoods. The smell of grilling foods filled the air. A buffet table was at the center of tent. It was filled with fresh vegetable salads, different dressings, dips, fruits, and different kinds of desserts. Aunt Helen hugged Auntie Anita when she saw the spread of food. They were her favorite Filipino foods. She went to every table and told the guests to help themselves to the food. There was no structured program to the party. People came, greeted Aunt Helen and pay their respect to Grandpa Anton who was happily playing cards with some elder officers of the farm. A handful of children came with their parents. They were happily swimming in the river under their parents' watchful eyes.
Our coven secured a shaded area with some distance from the main party area. Alexis smuggled some bottles of red wine from Grandpa Anton's. He experimented on making sangria. He said he found a highly-rated recipe on You Tube. It was delicious! I was on my second glass when Aunt Helen came to our spot. She asked me to put sunscreen on her face and back. She was wearing a bathing suit and a flowing white skirt. She was also wearing a pair of outrageous sunglasses. The ensemble flattered her figure. She was a sight to behold. I again told myself that I want to grow old like her. She sipped my sangria while I put sunscreen on her.
"Aha!" she blurted out looking at each one of us. Her gaze stopped at Alexis. "Did Grandpa know you got his favorite wine? No??? I thought so."
"Why are you so sure, it's me?" Alexis asked defensively.
"Because Justine wouldn't go behind your Grandpa's back." Aunt Helen said as a matter of fact. Alexis gasped.
The coven was quiet for an awkward moment. We didn't know what to take of this conversation between aunt and nephew. Alexis let out a hearty laugh and went to Aunt Helen to hug her.
"You knew me too well, my dear Aunt! What's the fun in asking permission? I want Grandpa to guess who stole his wine. Maybe he'd suspect Auntie Anita." He laughed at his own joke. Aunt Helen laughed with him.
"You wish! Auntie Anita is the last person he'd suspect. He'd know that you'd be the only person who'd have the audacity to do that." Justine said with authority.
"Com'on, where's your sense of adventure?" Alexis asked, still laughing at his mischief.
"I have a handful of adventure here." Justine hugged me from behind. The rest of the gang rolled their eyes and muttered, "Yeah, yeah!"
Aunt Helen pulled Justine in front of her and proceeded to put sunscreen on his face. Annoyed, he told Aunt Helen to let me do it. Aunt Helen said that PDA (public display of affection) would be regulated because some old folks frown on it. Justine's face was full of disbelief. Alexis made face at his brother telling him that served him right. The rest of the coven and I however got what Aunt Helen was saying. People in the farm tend to be on the conservative side. They frown on young couple's public display of affection. I made a mental note to be conscious of this. Alexis enjoyed being slathered with sunscreen. He liked to be doted on by Aunt Helen. He was openly sweet and clung to her. Justine on the other hand was a bit reserved with his feelings. But you couldn't also miss the powerful bond between the two. I was sometimes puzzled on how Aunt Helen look at Justine. I saw hints of longing on her face. Or maybe it was just my own longing of having a mother and I was just projecting this feeling on her. Aunt Helen must have sensed what I was thinking because she pulled me to her too and proceeded to put sunscreen on my face and every exposed skin in my body. I let her. I wanted to savor this moment. When she was done she hugged me from behind. I got teary-eyed with this show of tenderness. I wished she wasn't leaving the next day.
"Stop monopolizing my girlfriend," Justine playfully teased Aunt Helen. She hugged me some more before she released me.
"Stop being so jealous, Justine." Aunt Helen retorted. Justine frowned at her. I touched his forehead to smooth his face. He took my hand and kissed it. I hastily withdrew my hand thinking of the anti-PDA unspoken rule. Justine wouldn't have it. He took my hand and wouldn't let go of it. I smiled despite myself. I told myself to not worry about what other people would say. 'I would enjoy this picnic and will do PDA if I want to.' I blushed with this thought. Justine smiled at me knowingly. We were connected like that even in mischief. Alexis offered another round of sangria to everyone in our group including Aunt Helen. Karlo tapped his glass with a spoon to catch our attention. He raised his glass.
"I'd like to offer a toast." Karlo stood up and raised his glass. We followed his lead. "To our beautiful Aunt Helen, who is forever young at heart, may you have a safe journey back to New York. Please think of us poor farm people once in while especially when you're shopping. May you continue to send us balikbayan boxes* filled with branded sneakers and delectable goods!"
"Cheers!!!" everyone chorused loudly. The boys patted Karlo's back congratulating him for that self-serving toast. This confirmed what I knew all along that it wasn't just my father and I who had received balikbayan boxes. All of Aunt Helen's childhood friends and their families received those much awaited boxes too. Kindness definitely ran in the Rodriquez family. Karlo and Aunt Helen embraced tightly. I was sure I wasn't the only one sad that Aunt Helen was leaving.

“What about you? Do you like someone?” he mimicked my question.

“Hey, I asked first!” I protested. 

“You first,” he said.

No, you go first!” I countered. 

“Ladies first,” he continued. 

I pinched his arm and gave him a sharp look. He held up his hand  and moved to face me. We laughed. 

“You,” he said. 

“No, you go first!’ I said almost shouting. 

“You,” he repeated. “Nina, I like you.”

Sparks flew when a 17-year-old New Yorker Justine met a 15-year-old farm girl Nina on a hot summer day. What followed was a summer of delicious firsts: first love, first kiss, first sip of alcohol, and the inevitable first heartbreak. 

A summer filled with all the beautiful moments we’ve dreamed of—watching sunsets, dancing in the rain, counting stars, and playing games all night. It was a summer of forging friendships and building bonds that were unbreakable. Then something happened and it was not summer anymore. And we grew up.

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The next day.
At White Family Mansion.
Valeria was watching TV inside the bedroom. She turned off the volume.
Her mind recalled what happened yesterday. She went to church, to a salon, and even visited the mall for window shopping... but she no longer detected the guy's presence yesterday.
But she still got the same feeling that she's being watched from a distance. Maybe the guy decided to just observe her movement from afar without getting so close to her to avoid detection.
Well, even if they put her under surveillance, they won't be able to find out the whereabouts of the couple. Because last night, she already appointed Arthur to be the errand boy to the couple.
For now, she will no longer go to the Oasis Bloom Tower to avoid revealing the couple's whereabouts to outsiders. It's better to be careful than regret later.
Valeria turned back the volume of the TV and continue watching her favorite baking show.
<<<0>>>
Miller Family Mansion.
The family driver already finished placing Donna's bag in the trunk.
The two women get inside the vehicle to begin their one-hour journey going to Emerald District located at the outskirt of the city.
The family driver started the engine and drove the vehicle out of the gate of the mansion. George didn't even bother to see his wife before she went away.
Inside the moving vehicle.
Donna wore a somber expression on her face, while Stephanie was busy scrolling on her phone, looking at the images of Valeria in her messenger that was sent to her by the spy yesterday.
She was upset that there is no fresh lead yet. She suspected that Valeria stopped making contact with the couple afraid that somebody is spying on her movements. If that woman is playing safe then they will have a hard time finding the couple.
But the situation is not hopeless yet, they already got the address on the piece of paper that the clerk from the registrar had given her. They can easily locate that place and get Helen back today!
She's getting excited to go to the address!
She glanced at her mother's face submerged in a dismal mood. "Are you okay, Mom?" she asked worriedly.
Donna sighed. "I have to be okay even if I'm not okay. You take care of your sister Samantha for me," she said.
Stephanie shrugged and pouted. "Samantha is already old - not a child anymore. Please stop worrying about her, worry about yourself. You have to take care of yourself in Aunt Moli's house," she said and rubbed her mother's back affectionately.
Donna nodded her head. "Always remind your father to drink his hypertension medicine every day. I'm no longer by his side to remind him that, so you have to do it for me," she said calmly, her face was serene-looking but she was still grieving inside. She remembered too well how painful the slap she received from her husband's hands, as painful as the day she discovered that her maid got pregnant with her husband's child.
"Yes, Mom!" Stephanie said obediently. "You don't have to worry about Samantha and Dad, just take care of yourself, okay?"
Donna nods her head.
"Don't worry, Mom, as long we have Helen back in the house, everything will return to normal, so just bear our separation for the time being," she squeezed her mother's hands, trying to console and reassure her.
"Okay," Donna replied with tears glistening in her eyes.
Stephanie sighed. Normally, her parents only quarrel and fight mildly. It's the first time that her father hurt her mother physically which means her mother had gravely crossed her father's bottom line.
"D-Does your father, really meant to d-divorce me?" Donna asked in a choked voice.
Stephanie's eyes widened. "Huh? Did he really say that?" she asked in disbelief. Oh, no! Things are turning to the worst!
"Yeah... and it really hurt me... how could he just say those words easily as if I meant nothing to him at all. Just because of Helen's disappearance, he would divorce me just like that!?" Donna blurted angrily, pain was flashing in her eyes.
Stephanie hugged her mother, it's the only way she can comfort her. "You have to understand, Father. Through the years that you have been verbally abusing Helen, he turned deep ears about it because it's his atonement for betraying you with the maid behind your back.
But the fact that you kicked the poor Helen out of the mansion without mercy, is too much already on my father's side. And worst, you made my sister marry a loser like Peter without asking father's permission first, which angered him the most.
Mom, I hope you also understand his side. Father loved Helen even if he is not showing much affection and attention towards her because you will get mad and jealous if he starts doing that. But it doesn't mean that you can easily decide for Helen's future without consulting his opinion first, after all, he is the father and you are not even the mother!" she scolded her mother mildly.
Donna released a deep sigh. "I know my mistake and I regretted doing it. If only I can turn back time I will never do such a thing!" she said, fighting back tears.
"Shh... it's okay, Mom. Let's stop talking about it. What is done is done. You will survive this! We can fix this mistake. Father and I will get Helen back today at all costs!" Stephanie said in a determined voice.
Donna finally broke down and cried in the arms of her daughter, she let the tears flood her face wanting the pain and agony out of her chest. She wants the torture to be over quickly so that she can go back to her beloved home, back in the presence of her husband and daughters.
One hour later.
They finally reached Aunt Moli's house situated at Emerald District.
The widow was already waiting at the gate of the two-story house, sporting a happy smile on her face, excited to see her sister and her niece. She was informed by Stephanie that her parents had a major fight and her mother will take refuge in her home for a while.
"Welcome back to my humble home!" Aunt Moli said to the guest after they exited their vehicle.
"Hello, Aunt! It's nice to see you again!" Stephanie went to the old woman's side, kissed her cheek, and hugged her briefly.
The driver deposited the traveling bags inside the living room while the women settled on the sofa.
Aunt Moli looked at her niece. "How's everyone in the mansion?" she asked cheerfully.
"Everything is okay, despite the fight," Stephanie replied sadly.
"I see... I understand, so how are Samantha and Helen? The last time I saw them that was three months ago during my birthday," Aunt Moli asked, eager to know any information from her nieces especially the sweet Helen, the one she adored the most even though technically they're not blood-related.
"Samantha is busy visiting picturesque scenery all over the country to upload in her Vlog while Helen is in the mansion, being a good girl always," Stephanie lied.
"Ah, I see... I'm following and watching Samatha's Vlog all the time. I missed Helen, maybe you can also bring her here sometime," Aunt Moli requested.
"Sure, Aunt. If I'm not busy, the girls and I will visit you anytime - maybe next month?" Stephanie said.
"Good! I'm looking forward to that!" Aunt Moli said with excitement flashing in her eyes. "Wait here, I baked a lasagna, I want you to taste it!" she said and rose to her feet, walking towards the kitchen.
A few minutes later, Aunt Moli returned with her baked lasagna and they devoured their snacks with gusto.
One hour later, Stephanie finally bid goodbye to the two women.
"Aunt, please take care of my mother, she's distraught due to the fight between her and father," she whispered.
"Sure, I'll take care of my sister, don't worry about your mother she's in good hands. Have a safe trip!" Aunt Moli said.
"Bye Aunt, bye Mom!" Stephanie said and entered the vehicle going back to SpringVille City.
Outside the gate... the two women watched the moving vehicle fading away from their vision.
They went back inside the house.

Helen is a maid's daughter, fathered by a wealthy businessman. Her cruel stepmother subjected her to years of emotional abuse. One day, her stepmother forced her to marry Peter, another maid's son. She was abandoned on his doorstep. Peter was struggling financially and plans to kick Helen out of his house the next day.

Penniless and homeless, Helen begged for a few day's stay at his place. Peter was moved by her sad flight and extended her stay in his house. As days go by, he found himself smitten by her captivating charm.

Just when they already developed genuine feelings for each other, the wicked stepmother resurfaced in their lives, wanting Helen to marry the wealthy blind heir of the Genesis Empire. Helen has to choose between the poor Peter and the wealthy blind heir.

What lies ahead of Helen and Peter's love? Is their love worth fighting for?

Only time can tell...


*** Dear readers... let's join the couple in their journey as they navigate the joy and sorrow of falling in love and trying to stay in love through the dark times.

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He went straight to the house and prayed that everything was all right.  Just as he was going in, the door opened and his aunt came out.  She was walking to the garage on the one hand and yelling at Beray's father on the other.

 "Are you my brother or my enemy?"

 Helen leaped inside.  "Stop aunt, please."  He was caught in the middle of a fight as she did not have to go looking for his brother.  The woman did not listen to Helen.  This time Berk tried his luck.

 "Aunt grace-"

 The woman interrupted.  "Not now."  Berk grabbed the woman by the arm.  "Aunt, I have a very important issue to talk to you about."

 There was a problem like this.  Berk did not have a very important issue to talk about with his aunt.  But the woman should not have gone.

 In the original book, the woman quarreled with Beray's father and left the house, and had a heart attack at night.  Beray's father was blaming Beray for not being there that evening and taking his anger out of him.

 Because the book is of very high quality, some chapters are from Helen's point of view and some chapters are not.  For example, the scene where his father gave his anger was not from Helen and it was writing;

 Beray did not remember her father hitting so hard before.  Fear of death engulfed his whole body as he was kicked in the stomach on the ground.

 This book had more than 1M reads.  The society he lived in was frightening Berk.

 The woman turned to Berk.  "What?"  Berk looked at Helen asking for help, but Helen got it wrong.

 "I guess you will talk privately. I'll leave you alone."

 At that moment, in Berk's mind, don't go I need you* was playing.  He took a deep breath.

*Gitme sana muhtacım, Turkish song by Zeki Müren

 "Aunt I like someone."  The woman's eyes widened in surprise.  Berk continued, "This is the first time I feel like this and I can't talk to anyone. Can you help me?"

 Berk was now pursuing a PhD in the art of lying, but it wasn't for no reason.  According to the book, her aunt and Helen were confidants.  Helen could talk about anything about men with her aunt.

 In the book, Helen was starting to like Ahmet and was going to her aunt's grave to ask what she should do.

 He was encountering a man at the head of his aunt's grave.  The man was his fiancee that his aunt decided to marry and that is why she fought with her father that night.  He was telling the girl to follow him if you love someone.  The girl was going too.

 Berk had read the entire chapter with a smile.  For scenes like this, he could accept knowing Ahmet's every muscle as if he had put his hand*

 *knowing/finding as if he had put his hand: finding/knowing with no effort. (I swear I did not made this up)

 He said to himself, "Let's not think this middle of the crysis. Ideas are not allowed for this five minute."  He said, while he was walking at a brisk pace after his aunt. When his aunt got to her car, he looked her with hope.  Bingo!  She had opened the front seat door for Berk to get into the car.

 He put the key in the hole but turned to Berk before turning it on.

 "You wouldn't usually tell me such things."

 He was very right.  Beray did not speak fully to almost anyone except Helen in the book.

 No matter how much Berk blamed the Auther-chan, he would not deny that she wrote the bad character's motivation very well.  Beray was a young boy who was subjected to physical and psychological violence.  He lived with fear and insecurity.  At some point you thought he could acting like Beray, if he was the main character who lived through them, and you were finally proving right.  Berk shouted inside.

 "Damn Auther-chan !!! No child psychologist for you, Beray who deserves a real child psychologist !!!"

 Berk shrugged off his thoughts as his aunt pulled the car to the petrol station for gasoline.  The woman spoke.

 "So tell me who is this girl?"  Berk had already planned what to say.

 "She works at the cafe. You want me to show you?"  Her aunt's face sparkled. Berk thought I guess she thought she was going to meet his future bride or something.

 Berk set up the GPS.  This was a cafe next to the hospital, and they entered the dim-lit cafe.  They sat down at one of the back tables.  Berk showed his aunt the girl who took the order at the checkout.  His aunt looked excitedly.  He turned to Berk and smiled.

 "She looks like a good person."

 Was that so?  She was one of the very few who was with Beray in the book.  Beray was coming here for coffee one day when he broke his arm.  The girl was writing her number on Beray's cast.  He did not even bother to look after.  When he got home, he noticed that the girl did not write her number on the cast, and that she was drawing 4-5 shit emojis side by side.

 He was laughing and passing.  Then he decided to stop by the girl the day he went to get her plaster cast.  He stretched out his plaster arm and said, please don't draw shit.

 The girl was writing her number.  They were going to the bar to drink together in the evening.  They both pretend to be drunk and tell each other about everything in their lives.  They pretended to be drunk because neither of their characters were suitable to open up to someone.

 The girl's name was Deniz.  His father was alcoholic and his mother had walking disabilities.  His father was violent to both of them.  Beray said that he also suffered violence at home, so his arm was broken.  The girl was very surprised.  He had Beray explain Ahmet and what happened in every detail, then she made a great plan.

 The girl would pretend to be another victim imprisoned by Beray, and as the dungeons were side by side, she would gain Ahmet's trust and learn the location of the deed.  The plan almost worked, if there is not Helen.

 Then he made other plans.  The girl had a very sharp mind and, unlike other mafia books, the book did not say "girl was smart".  You knew from her actions that the girl was smart.  But the best part was that their plans were in such a way that they would not hurt the main character or anyone else.

 When the girl and Beray broke up, Berk was very upset.  In the book, Beray gives the girl and her mother a one-room house so that she can save her from her father.  When the girl said she didn't want to be part of Beray's plans anymore, she gave the house key back, but Beray was telling the girl not to endanger her mother because of her pride, and that even if she stopped helping, she could stay with the house.

 A few months later, the hospital called the girl and said they could treat her mother with an experimental surgery.  The hospital covered the costs of treatment and medicine.  The girl agreed, and after the surgery, her mother was starting to walk.  In fact, Beray had secretly paid all expenses.

 Berk noted in a corner of his head that he would help the girl later and that Beray was the coolest.

 He bowed slightly to his aunt Berk.  "So what are we doing now? Will you go talk to the girl?"  Berk bowed to his aunt.  "I don't know. I brought you here for this. What should I do?"

 Before the woman answered, Berk spoke as if surprised.
 "Aunt, are you all right? She looked pretty pale?"

 The woman put her hand to her face.  "Do I look like that? Actually, I feel a little bad since we sat here."  Berk had noticed.  The woman was much quieter than the book mentioned.  He took his arm and lifted it.  He spoke calmly.

 "Can you walk?"

 The woman shook her head yes.  One of the reasons Berk chose this place was that it was right next to the hospital.  On his way out, he glanced at the girl in the cash register one last time and they started walking to the hospital while his aunt supported her arm.

 They entered the emergency room and when her aunt explained her symptoms, there was a sudden panic.  A man laid his aunt, supported by her arm, on a stretcher.  They were taking him quickly into a room.  Berk wanted to go in but they didn't take it.  He immediately called his father and explained the situation.

 It was 15 minutes or less when her father, stepmother, and Helen arrived.  Helen jumped into her brother's arms and began to cry.  Berk hugged him tightly.  His father shouted as he walked over Berk.

 "What happened to her!"

 His mother and brother got between the two.  Berk was too scared to joke to himself, but he immediately calmed down.

 "We were sitting at the cafe. It suddenly stopped looking good. Then we came to the hospital."

 The man backed off without answering.  He was standing in front of the window of his sister's room.  Helen, her mother, and Berk were sitting on the chairs.  Berk stood up and said he was going to get water.  He took the water from below, but instead of going straight to the third floor, he stopped at the second floor.

 He looked at the patient lying in bed with tubes attached.  He felt nervous at that moment when he felt someone approaching him, but then he realized he was his father.  He didn't know if he should relax.

 The man glanced at the woman lying inside and spoke.
 "The boy's mother."

 It was Ahmet's mother who was lying inside.  Ahmet was unaware of his mother's situation.  The woman fell into a coma the evening of that day of abduction.

 This also played a role in Ahmet's being so angry while killing Beray.  He could not be with his mother because of Beray.

 "Did you catch the boy?"

 Berk nodded and handed one of the water in his hand to his father.

 "How is it going?"

 "He was unconscious when I went to him. He will probably try to be brave right now with the excitement of the event. Let him realize his situation for a few days. How did my aunt say something to the doctor?"

 "He awoke."

 "REALLY!"  His father was surprised at Berk's enthusiastic reaction, but he did not make a sound.

 "Doctors say he might not have been saved if he wasn't brought in so quickly."

 Berk shrugged.  You would realize better in the future, that in this world, people often survive fatal situations with experimental surgeries, prompt intervention, and pleading with any retired doctor.

 His father whispered "Thanks."

 Berk said, "It doesn't matter."  said.

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