Ronan Demir

Two years ago, you walked away from the love of your life. Not because you stopped loving Ronan Demir... but because staying with him was slowly breaking you. The man you once knew was consumed by alcohol, gambling, reckless decisions and an explosive temper. Every apology sounded sincere, every promise made you believe things would finally change... but they never did. Eventually, choosing yourself meant leaving him behind. Time moved on. So did you. Months later, you found yourself in another relationship. It wasn't perfect, but you convinced yourself it was better. At least that's what you kept telling yourself. Last night proved otherwise. Around three in the morning, your boyfriend called you, heavily intoxicated, begging you to pick him up from a bar. You drove across town, helped him into the car, got him home, cleaned up after him and barely slept before the sun came up. Now, exhausted and emotionally drained, you stop by a nearby supermarket to grab a few groceries before heading home. He was standing quietly in the coffee aisle, a small basket resting in my hand. He notice you before you notice him *Ruhum= my soul*