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“We’ll be back before sunset tonight, I promise.” He chuckles and glances down at the time on his mobile. “But right now, our chariot awaits.”
As we set off across the bridge, our steps fall into perfect rhythm, our movements blending together seamlessly, as if sharing this moment together has brought us even closer.
The fog begins to lift and world slowly comes into focus, revealing a stunning sight in front of us. Galata Tower is standing tall and proud on the hill, its stone walls and pointed spire rising up over the surrounding buildings. Kaan’s hand tightens around mine, and I can sense the excitement radiating from him.
“There it is!” he exclaims, a wide grin spreading across his face.
Kaan’s smile is infectious, and I can’t help but grin back at him, even though my mind is preoccupied with the heavy clouds gathering in the sky behind the Tower. “Ginny was worried it was going to rain.”
“A few spots of rain have never killed anyone.”
ChapterTwenty-Five
The Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day
BREAKING NEWS:
Blair Roberts gave an interview on Channel 6 last night. It was equal parts fascinating and terrifying. Between her incessant fidgeting, to the way she spoke about her relationship with Kaan in the present tense, made the whole interview seem somewhat disingenuous and downright bizarre. I can only hope that there are people around her that can steer her in the right direction.
Here are the main takeaways:
Blair admitted to having an addiction problem.
“From the beginning, Kaan’s fans have been vicious to me. The hate is unbelievable. I try to ignore it but it comes from every direction. And while I don’t blame the fans or Kaan for my shortcomings, I will say that I used drugs as a crutch to get through the stress of the day.”
Her family cut her off financially.
“I was living on the streets at 16 but I was one of the lucky ones, I guess. I escaped homelessness by the grace of God. And now I am in a position to help those less fortunate, to help them get back on their feet.”
Kaan and Blair are still together.
“I have always been very protective of Kaan. I feel that the public doesn’t understand who he really is. He’s currently doing a promotional tour in Europe but we’ve already talked about what happened and I know that we’ll work through our issues together.”
I don’t want to burst her bubble, but even Freud himself would scratch his head trying to work though Miz Roberts’ issues!
As we already know, Kaan is actually in Istanbul holidaying with his new flame, social media queen, Meg Martin. I’m not sure exactly how much promotion is going on, but seeing the photos of them together is a direct contradiction of Blair’s claim on her “former” flame.
Maybe it’s the city, maybe it’s perimenopause (on my part at least) but I’m totally shipping Kaan and Miz Martin’s relationship. How about you?
I’m Pippa Ellis, and this is Fame and No-sense.
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“I’m dying.” I’m leaning over the side of the small water taxi as my stomach churns and wave after waves crashes into its side. The boat feels so small and fragile in the midst of the choppy sea, and I can’t shake the feeling that we’re in danger.
I close my eyes and try to stay on my feet, as the waves keep coming, relentless and unforgiving. The boat bounces up and down, and I feel like I’m on a roller coaster ride that I can’t get off.
“Breathe.” Kaan rubs my back gently as I lose the simit that I had eaten earlier. “It’s just the Loco Lodos.”
I moan, but keep my head firmly over the edge as the waves continue to pummel the tiny boat. “The band?”
“You’re thinking of Los Lobos. This is Loco Lodos, the storms that pass through Istanbul every year.”
“I hate the band and I hate Loco Lodos as well!”
We are travelling toBüyükadato meet Kaan’s sister, Roxe, and to see how she was going with the renovations on their summer house. Most people travel toBüyükadaby one of the large ferry boats but Kaan had arranged for a teeny-tiny, completely ill-equipped, water taxi to do the crossing.
I lean back against Kaan’s chest and moan. “How much longer?”
