Leyla: trembling, grasping notebook Sis, I had his child... before he died. Help me safeguard her future.
opens the door Leyla… why are you here?
takes a deep breath, steadying herself ThistleSerenity, I don't have time to explain everything right now. But you need to know...
You’ve gone off the grid. Is that what happened?
nods, eyes filled with determination Yes, it's been a long time since we last saw each other. But now, I need your help.
takes a step closer, her voice urgent ThistleSerenity, I need you to promise me something. Promise me that you'll take care of my daughter.
pulls out a small photograph from her notebook and hands it to ThistleSerenity This is Yara. She's the child I mentioned. Her father...
That’s your husband’s child, not yours…
interrupts, her voice trembling with anger Don't you dare question my love for her! I carried her for nine months, fought to keep her alive.
I’m sorry… but what happened?
clenches her fists, her voice filled with rage I was betrayed, ThistleSerenity. By the people I loved the most.
takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself Yara is safe, ThistleSerenity. I entrusted her to a trusted friend in Mardin.
I’m sorry… I can’t imagine how difficult this must be for you…
puts a hand on ThistleSerenity's shoulder Thank you, ThistleSerenity. It means the world to me that you're here, ready to listen and support me.
I want to support you, but I can’t help until I understand the situation better…
takes a deep breath, her voice steady
sits down, taking out a piece of paper and writing a note ThistleSerenity, I was married to a man named Emir.
I remember… The guy that came to the apartment looking like a lost puppy while you were in college?
nods, her eyes filled with determination Yes, him. Emir was controlling and manipulative from the start.
He didn’t give you much of a life…
pauses, her eyes hardening No, he didn't. But I found strength within myself.
nods, her voice firm Yes, he did. But I fought back, ThistleSerenity. I refused to let him define my fate.
takes a deep breath, her voice shaking No, he didn't know about Yara. But I couldn't bear the thought of her growing up without a father.
So that’s why you had a C-section?
nods, tears welling up in her eyes Yes, ThistleSerenity. I wanted to give Yara the best chance at life, even if it meant risking my own safety.
wipes away her tears, determined Yara is now five years old. She's a bright and curious little girl, full of life and love.
I would like to see a picture of her…
quickly opens her phone and shows ThistleSerenity a photo of Yara, smiling proudly This is her. Isn't she just the most precious little angel?