Neither one of said anything for a long time after that. I had to admit that it was something that made me much happier than it should have made me, but there was nothing that I could do about it and even if there was, I wouldn’t have wanted to do anything either. Maybe he would get tired of the silence and he would stand up and leave, without me having to do or say anything—but then again, the chances of that actually happening, was literally slim to none.
“Tell me, Dilara, where have you been for the last five years?”
The question was sudden, and out of the blue, so much out of the blue that it took me a literal minute to comprehend what he had said, what he had asked me. When I finally registered the question, it felt like I wasn’t thinking straight, felt like I had
