“Layla,” I murmur, watching the first stars begin to twinkle. “Mama. Baba. I hope Hamza is with you. I imagine you’re all sitting beside one another laughing and eating and drinking. I love you and miss you so much. But… I don’t want to join you just yet. I want you to meet Kenan later. When he and I have grown old and had a lifetime together. I still have more in me. I can still go on. I know I can. Because I know that’s what you’d want me to do.”
I am sobbing
