She has always wanted to be like her mother: beautiful, successful, independent. Her mother didn't need a man to raise a child, especially a man who was incapable of helping in any way. So her mother left, got full custody, and built her life from scratch: managed a successful career and raising a child; fell in love once more and married only to lose him to leukaemia.

On the one-year death anniversary of her mother's husband, she moved in to live with her for a short while. She didn't explain anything do Deniz, even though she knew he would be one to understand and support her choice. Yet she didn't say a word and he didn't ask. There was a growing distance between them: physical, mental.