The tension between them didn't fade.
It intensified.
Every look.
Every word.
Every accidental touch—
Felt charged.
Asli reached for a glass at the same time as Ferhat.
Their hands brushed.
Electric.
She pulled back instantly.
"Sorry."
"It's fine."
But neither of them moved.
For a moment, their eyes locked.
Too close.
Too aware.
Too dangerous.
Asli broke the moment first, turning away quickly.
But her heart wouldn't calm down.
And neither would his.