Efsanevi

My name is Eylül, and so is Bora's, but this isn't the kind of love story you're used to. Our story began with the melody of a violin, where we found each other in the notes. Unaware that each year would test us further, we were just two children. We had feelings we couldn't even name, yet we had built a bridge from a tree; one heart to the other. Sometimes we bloomed with the scent of hope, our c...