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"I keep you from the dust of the markets not because I don't trust you, but because I am hoarding all the gentleness of the world for you, velet ," Leyla whispered. "You are my absolute, cherished treasure— gözümden sakındığım ."

"It means more," Leyla said softly. "It means I have seen a world that is too sharp, too loud, and sometimes too cruel. And I made a promise to myself, long before you were born, that you would never have to be sharp, loud, or cruel to survive." velet_gozumden_sakindigim

"Mother," Elara started, tracing a chip in the ceramic mug. "Selin at school... she said her father takes her to the loud markets in the center. She said I'm too sheltered." "I keep you from the dust of the

She sat across from Elara, her dark eyes intense, filled with an unspoken history. "Do you know what gözümden sakındığım means, Elara?" "You say it a lot. It means you love me." And I made a promise to myself, long

The air in the garden smelled of jasmine, but Elara only smelled the dust of the old city library where she’d spent the afternoon. She was twelve, with knees perpetually scraped and a mind hungry for stories.