The Wren:Chapter 11.3-Yavuz

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"Feride," he said, his voice now a steady vow, "I have spent years searching for the

girl I lost in this garden. But the woman standing before me is far more courageous

than I ever deserved. Can you ever forgive a man who was too blind to see the

truth?"

I looked out the window at the acacia tree. The "Çalıkuşu" had traveled thousands

of miles, seen the birth of a nation, and felt the deepest pains of the soul. I realized

then that my journey wasn't about running away from Kâmuran; it was about

becoming the person who could finally face him as an equal.