Intro.
Summer Fiction - "Silent Seizure"
As the sea breeze passed through the night, a coastal bar hidden in the side streets of Bodrum was playing his music. Sandy feet, sunburn shoulders and newly lifted bodies from the sun loungers were celebrating life on tables, stools, dance floor.
At the corner of the bar, a man who watched his back, was sitting on his back. His shoulders were wide, his gaze was piercing… There was no uniform, but he was obvious from every state he was a soldier. He seemed to be on watch even when he was drinking a drink. His name was Doruk. He was just returning from his post, he was planning to spend his short leave with a little silence. Of course, this bar was a mistake. More crowded, more noise.
Thinking about getting up, a sound like laughter entered the bar's door. It is such a laugh, as if the night suddenly changed color with him.
He was Defne. Colorful glasses came on top of her hair, her dress