AUTHOR'S NOTE

Irem thought her summer in Silay would be nothing but responsibility-helping her grandmother, running errands, watching the days melt into the same golden heat. It wasn't a vacation, it wasn't an escape, and it definitely wasn't a love story.

But somewhere between the quiet hum of afternoons and the stillness of nights, something shifted. The ordinary became unforgettable. The simplest moments began to feel extraordinary.

This summer wasn't about beaches or sunsets.
It was about finding someone who could make her heart race in the quietest of ways.