Music blasted through the speakers.
Everyone was dancing, laughing, unaware.
Wali felt his phone vibrate in his pocket.
He frowned and pulled it out.
Wali (muttering): Why is he calling now…?
Before he could answer, Ali snatched the phone from his hand.
Wali: Hey—what are you doing?
Ali (angry whisper): Lion again?
Ali grabbed Wali's arm and pulled him away from the crowd.
They stepped into a quieter corner.
Ali: What the hell are you doing, Wali?
Why are you going back to that hell?
Wali stayed silent.
Ali: Did you forget what happened last time?
You were badly injured.
You almost died.
Wali looked at him calmly. Too calmly.
Ali: Say something! Why are you quiet?
Ali's voice softened.
Ali: I know you're hurting. I know you're going through things.
But choosing that darkness again isn't the solution.
A long pause.
Wali's jaw tightened.
Wali: It is, Ali.
That's the only place I feel in control.
He looked down at the phone.
Wali: I found my comfort in that darkness.
The music was still loud inside.
But here, in the dim corner, it felt distant.
Wali's eyes were red.
Not from smoke. Not from anger.
From everything.
His voice cracked.
Wali: Because I'm done with my reality, Ali.
I hate myself.
Ali froze.
Wali: Do you know how insane I am?
I destroyed my own brother.
I hated my mom for no reason.
I hurt Zoya.
I hurt you.
His breathing grew uneven.
Wali: I ruin everyone who comes close to me.
He laughed bitterly.
Wali: And the worst part?
My own dad used me like I was nothing… just a tool.
So tell me, Ali — what am I supposed to do with this life?
His voice dropped to a whisper.
Wali: I have no one.
Ali didn't argue.
Didn't lecture.
He stepped forward and pulled Wali into a tight hug.
Strong. Protective.
Ali (softly): I don't know about anyone else.
But for me… you're my brother.
He tightened his grip.
Ali: After Sara, you are the most important person in my entire world.
Wali's hands slowly lifted.
He hugged him back.
Suddenly, Alize, Zoya, Ahmed, and Sara rushed toward Ali and Wali.
Ahmed (panicked): Wali…! Wali!
Wali (alarmed): What happened?
Ali: Why are you all in shock?
Zoya stepped forward, gripping Wali's arm tightly.
Zoya (breathless): Wali… Wali, Zara and Zayan… they've been kidnapped.
Wali and Ali froze. The words hit like a punch to the chest.
Wali (shocked, voice trembling): Wait… what did you just say? Are you serious?
Alize: She's right… look at this. Video message.
Ali grabbed the phone.
They huddled together, watching.
A masked figure appeared on the screen. His voice was distorted.
Masked Voice: "If you want them alive… follow my instructions. Do exactly what I say."
Wali's jaw tightened.
His eyes went cold.
Wali (whispering): I… I know who this is.
Scene — Shah Mansion
Wali stormed into the room, shouting at the top of his lungs.
Wali: Dad…! Dad!
Faisal (startled): What the hell? Why are you shouting?
Wali: Where is Zayan?
Faisal (calmly): He's with you… Didn't you both go out with your friends?
Wali stepped closer to his father, eyes burning with anger.
Wali (through gritted teeth): I'm asking you one last time — where is he?
From the corner, Grandpa spoke in a sharp tone.
Grandpa: Wali, what kind of behavior is that? Don't you know how to speak to your father?
Wali turned toward him, his gaze fierce.
Wali: Dad? Is this what a father looks like? Using your child for your own benefit, treating him like a tool…
Destroying him with your own hands…
He fixed Faisal with a deadly stare.
Wali: Really, Dad?
Faisal (defensive): Wali, now is not the time for this. Tell me what happened to Zayan.
Wali: Hmmm… you're right.
Zayan got kidnapped.
And I know… I know you're behind it.
Faisal (angrily): What are you saying? Why would I do that?
Wali: Maybe for property… or something else. With you, nothing surprises me anymore.
Faisal: Shut up.
Grandpa (sternly): Enough, both of you. Wali, tell me what happened to Zayan.
Wali (grimly): I don't know… We got a message. Zayan and Zara have been kidnapped.
Faisal's expression darkened.
Faisal: Give me that number. I'll figure this out.
Faisal (into phone): Manager! Manager!
Manager (on call): Yes, sir?
Faisal: Do whatever it takes. I want my son back within 30 minutes. Do you hear me?
Grandpa (softly, worried): I hope my son will be okay…
Scene — Kidnapped Place
Zara's eyes fluttered open, barely.
She blinked, trying to adjust to the dim light.
Her gaze landed on Zayan, a little distance away, his body slumped against the wall.
She strained against her ropes, crawling toward him.
Zara (whispering, panicked): Zayan… Zayan! Open your eyes!
She shook him slightly, desperation rising.
Zara (to herself): What should I do…?
Zara (again, louder): Zayan… Zayan!
Zayan's eyelids twitched. Slowly, he opened his eyes.
Zara (relieved, softly): Thank God… at least you're awake.
Zayan (weakly): Zara… are you okay?
Zara (cold, steadying herself): I'm fine. Now… let's figure out how to get out of here.
Zayan nodded slowly, his eyes scanning the room.
Zayan: Hmm…
Zayan thinks for a moment and then speak
Zayan (whispering): Zara… can you jump?
Zara (panicked): We're tied up, Zayan! How can I jump?
Zayan (calmly): Look at the window. We can get out from there.
Zara (hesitant): Hmm… but we're both tired.
Zayan (smirking slightly): You're tired. I'm fine.
Zara (curious): Wait… how did you get your ropes off?
Zayan glanced at his wrist, flicking something shiny.
Zayan: Always keep a blade in my watch. Handy for moments like this.
Zara (relieved, a hint of admiration): Okay… good. Now… help me. Open mine.
Zayan moved closer and carefully sliced through Zara's ropes.
Zara (stretching free): Finally… let's move.
Zayan moved first, helping Zara balance at the window ledge.
Zayan: Be careful.
Zara (teasing, defensive): Don't act like you care about me.
Zayan (coldly, but eyes betraying him): I do. But you don't have to believe it. That's your problem.
He jumped down with practiced ease, landing softly on the ground. Then he walked a few steps away, scanning for danger.
Zara watched him, her heart racing.
Zayan (without turning back): Now come… fast. Or they'll tie you up again.
Zara gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and leaped after him.
But someone comes from back and Hit the Zayan from back
Zayan hit the ground hard, pain shooting through his body.
Zara (shouting, panicked): Zayan…!
The attacker loomed over them, shadow darkening his cruel grin.
Person (menacingly): You little brat… what did you think? You could just run from here easily?
Zara's hands trembled, but she planted her feet, refusing to show fear.
Zayan groaned, pushing himself onto his elbows, eyes burning with determination despite the pain.
Zayan (through gritted teeth): Zara… stay close to me.
Zara: I'm not leaving you!
The man smirked, raising his fists again, ready to strike.
Zayan clenched his jaw, his mind racing for a plan.
Zayan tried to fight back, but suddenly someone crept up behind him and struck him with a rod. He fell to the ground, motionless.
"Zayan...!" Zara screamed.
A man grabbed Zara's arm, trying to drag her away. Meanwhile, Zayan struggled to get up, but his body betrayed him
Scene — From Shah Mansion
The house was filled with tension.
Grandpa sat on the sofa, staring at Zayan's picture.
Grandpa (softly): Where are you? I hope you come back to us soon.
Wali hesitated, then gently placed his hand on Grandpa's shoulder.
Wali: Don't worry… he'll be fine. Dad will find him soon.
Grandpa looked at him and lightly tapped Wali's shoulder.
Grandpa: Hmm…
Suddenly, Junaid rushed in.
Junaid: Dad! Dad! Where is Zayan? What happened to our boy?
Wali: Please relax, Uncle. Dad is trying his best to find him.
Junaid's tone turned sharp.
Junaid: Or are you behind this?
Wali: What the—
Grandpa: Junaid!
Junaid: Dad, you don't know him. He's just like his greedy father. Maybe for property he did this to his own brother!
Faisal (coldly): Shut up… or I will make you shut up forever.
Grandpa: Enough. Junaid, stay quiet. Faisal — did you get any updates about Zayan?
Faisal: Not yet… but they will find out soon.
The manager entered.
Manager: Sir, Mr. Javed is here. He wants to talk with you.
Faisal narrowed his eyes.
Wali: It's Zoya's father… and Zara's uncle. Call him inside.
Javed entered the mansion along with Zoya.
Faisal froze the moment he saw Javed standing in front of him.
Uncle (to himself): Oh no… if Dad finds out about the accident, my whole plan will be ruined.
Javed's eyes locked onto Faisal.
Javed: You… so once again your son is bringing trouble to our family?
Grandpa: What do you mean?
Javed: Why don't you ask your dear son-in-law… and your son?
His tone turned colder.
Javed: But this time — if Zara gets hurt, I will not stay quiet.
Uncle (muttering): Look at him… the way he talks to us.
Grandpa: What is he talking about?
Uncle: Nothing, Dad.
Faisal's eyes slowly shifted toward Wali.
Wali: Grandpa… come with me. I'll explain everything.
Grandpa: Wali…
Wali gently guided Grandpa away.
Faisal's face turned cold.
Faisal: Don't worry… the police will find them soon.
Scene — Wali finds out
Grandpa: Wali… why are you bringing me here?
Wali: Grandpa… please, sit here.
Grandpa: Just tell me the truth.
Wali takes a deep breath.
Wali: Okay… Zayan had an accident. In that accident, Zara's parents died. Dad and Uncle saved him by using their influence… but—
Wali's voice cracks slightly.
Wali: —but the truth was buried. They made another man take the blame.
Grandpa's eyes widen in shock.
Grandpa: What… what are you saying?
Wali (heavy voice): I'm saying… Zayan was the one driving that night.
The room falls into deadly silence.
Grandpa's hands began to tremble.
Grandpa: Hmm…
Suddenly, Wali's phone rang. It was Ali.
Wali: Yes?
Ali: Wali, we traced the kidnappers' location.
Wali instantly stood up.
Wali: Okay. I'm coming.
He turned to Grandpa.
Wali: Grandpa… we found Zayan. I'm leaving.
Wali rushed out.
Silence filled the room.
Meanwhile, Grandpa whispered to himself,
Grandpa (murmuring): No… no… I didn't raise Zayan and Wali to become monsters…
Suddenly — a flashback hit him.
Flashback
Daughter: Dad… promise me you'll make my sons gentle and well-mannered — not monsters like their father.
Grandpa: I promise. I will raise them exactly as you wish.
Present Time
Grandpa's eyes filled with regret.
Grandpa: I have to do something… before it's too late.
Wali (to Manager): Take your men and follow me.
Manager: Yes, sir.
Just then, a voice called from behind him.
Zoya: Wali…!
Wali turned to face her.
Wali: Hmm. I found them.
Zoya: That's great…
Wali nodded slightly.
Wali: Don't worry. I'll bring them back.
Zoya hesitated.
Zoya: Wali…
Wali looked at her again.
Wali: Yes?
Zoya's voice softened.
Zoya: Take care of yourself.
For a brief moment, Wali smiled.
Wali: Hmm.
He turned away.
Wali (to Manager): Let's go.
Meanwhile…
From a distance, Uncle watched Wali leave, his eyes dark with calculation.
Uncle (to himself): That Wali… if I want to succeed, I'll have to deal with him first.
Just then, his phone rang.
Unknown Caller.
Uncle answered calmly.
Uncle: Yes… I'm coming.
His lips curled into a faint, dangerous smile.
Scene — Kidnapped Place
Zara is sitting on the floor, breathing heavily.
Meanwhile, Zayan lies motionless nearby.
Zara: Zayan… Zayan…
Zayan doesn't respond.
Zara (shaking): Zayan… open your eyes…
Suddenly, the door creaks open.
A masked man enters the room.
Zara's eyes widen in fear.
Zara: W-who are you? What do you want from us?
Masked Man (cold): I don't want anything from you…
I just want Zayan's life.
Zara freezes in shock.
Before she can react—
Random Man (rushing in): Sir! Police have arrived.
The masked man stiffens.
Masked Man: Leave the girl here. Take Zayan to the van.
One of the men moves toward Zara.
Man (harsh whisper): Shut your mouth…
…and give her chloroform.
Zara struggles weakly—
Then her body goes limp.
Her eyes slowly close.
Masked Man: Hurry up. Use the back door.
Footsteps rush… doors slam…
Moments later—
Police officers burst inside.
Officer: Look there! Ma'am… ma'am, open your eyes!
He checks around urgently.
Officer (tense): They escaped.
Outside
Wali and Ali stand behind the police line.
Wali (furious): What the hell?! Why aren't they letting us go inside?!
Ali: Easy, man… they're doing their job—
Ali suddenly freezes.
Ali: Wali… look. Zara!
Both of them run toward her.
Wali (panicked): Where is my brother?!
The officer turns to him.
Officer: They escaped… along with Zayan.
Wali's expression hardens.
Wali (dangerously quiet): …What do you mean?
Officer: Don't worry, our team is checking the back door. They can't escape from us.
Wali (gritting his teeth): Thank you… but I'll find him myself.
Ali (hesitant): Wali… wait… listen…
Officer (annoyed): Is your friend mad?
Ali (quickly): Sorry, sir.
Wali ignores them and plunges into the jungle.
The trees close in around him, shadows flickering.
Suddenly, a black car glints under the moonlight.
Wali (low voice, tense): What's that?
He moves closer, stepping carefully.
Then—gunshots ring out.
Officer (shouting from behind): Wali! Stay back!
A figure leans out of the car, holding Zayan tightly.
Masked Person (shouting): Stop, or I'll shoot him!
Wali (yelling at the top of his lungs): STOP! Don't you dare hurt my brother!
The jungle falls into tense silence, broken only by distant gunfire and Wali's racing heartbeat.
Officer (shouting): Wali! Move away from there!
But Wali doesn't listen.
His eyes are locked on Zayan.
Step by step… he moves forward.
Officer from distance: Hey! Stop, boy!
The masked kidnapper tightens his grip on Zayan and looks straight at Wali.
For a split second — tension freezes the air.
But before the kidnapper can react—
WHOOSH!
An officer lunges from behind and grabs the kidnapper's arms.
Officer: Got you!
The gun slips from the kidnapper's hand and falls to the ground.
Zayan's body loosens in the man's grip.
Wali (shouting, rushing forward): ZAYAN!
Wali rushed forward and dropped to his knees beside Zayan.
His hands trembled as he shook him gently.
Wali (voice breaking): Zayan… Zayan, open your eyes… please…
Zayan didn't respond.
For the first time — real fear flashed across Wali's face.
Officers quickly surrounded them.
Officer (shouting): Call the ambulance — hurry!
Another officer grabbed the masked kidnapper roughly and twisted his arms behind his back.
Officer: Put him in custody.
The kidnapper was dragged away.
Wali didn't even look.
His entire world was lying motionless in front of him.
Wali (whispering, desperate): Zayan… don't you dare leave me…
Scene — After 15 Days (Polished Version)
Zayan lay on his bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
His eyes looked distant… heavy… as if his mind was still trapped somewhere in the past.
Suddenly, there was a soft knock on the door.
Zayan: Come in.
The door opened slowly.
Grandpa stepped inside, his face filled with concern.
Grandpa (gently): How are you, my boy?
Zayan (faint smile): I'm good.
Grandpa nodded, though his eyes still searched Zayan's face.
Grandpa: That's great to hear… Anyway, have you packed your stuff?
Zayan's expression stiffened.
Zayan (firm but emotional): Grandpa… I told you. I don't want to go anywhere. I want to stay here… with Dad.
Grandpa sighed softly.
Grandpa: But Zayan, you are not safe here. Your mother wanted the best for you.
Zayan slowly sat up, pain and regret visible in his eyes.
Zayan (voice low, sincere): I know… and I'll do my best to become better. I know I made many mistakes in the past… but please… just give me one chance.
Silence filled the room.
Grandpa looked at him for a long moment… then finally nodded.
Grandpa (softly): Okay.
Grandpa was ready to leave.
Uncle (to servant): Put those bags in my car.
Servant: Yes, sir.
Grandpa turned toward Faisal, his face serious.
Grandpa: I hope you will take good care of my grandson.
Faisal: Hmm.
Uncle smirked slightly.
Uncle: Goodbye, brother-in-law.
I hope we don't meet again.
Before Faisal could respond—
A firm voice echoed from a distance.
Wali: That's not possible.
Everyone turned.
Wali walked forward calmly, lifting the bags into his hands.
Faisal frowned.
Faisal: Where are you going?
Grandpa: He's coming with me.
Uncle's face stiffened.
Uncle: What? But why?
Wali's lips curved faintly.
Wali: Ahh… are you not happy, Uncle?
Faisal's tone hardened.
Faisal: You didn't even ask me.
Wali shrugged casually.
Wali: Come on, Dad. I'm an adult now.
Anyway, Zayan is with you…
…and I have a lot of work to do there.
His eyes slid toward his uncle.
Wali (cold smile): Right, Uncle?
Uncle's fingers began to tremble.
Uncle: …Hmm.
Wali leaned closer and whispered near his ear—
Wali (whisper): Don't be scared.
The game has just begun.
Uncle froze completely.
Grandpa gestured toward the car.
Grandpa: Come on. Let's go.
Faisal looked at Wali one last time.
Faisal: Wali… take care of yourself.
Wali: Hmm. Same to you.
Final Moment
Upstairs…
Zayan stood by the window, silently watching everything.
Wali paused…
Their eyes met for a brief second.
Unreadable.
Heavy.
Then—
Wali turned away…
…and got into the car.
Scene — Inside the airplane
The plane slowly moved toward the runway.
Zara sat near the window, her face calm…
too calm.
Her fingers were clenched tightly in her lap.
Outside, the city lights of Istanbul blurred slowly.
For the first time…
Her chest felt heavy.
Very heavy.
She placed her hand over her heart.
Zara (whispering to herself):
Why… does it feel like I'm leaving something behind?
Her eyes suddenly became moist.
She quickly wiped them.
Zara (firmly):
No.
I'm leaving my past… here.
The plane engines roared louder.
And then—
It took off.
Cut to — Shah Mansion
Zayan stood silently near the window.
The night wind moved the curtains beside him.
His eyes were fixed on the dark sky…
as if searching for something that was already gone.
Ali's voice echoed faintly in his mind:
"She is leaving today…"
Zayan slowly closed his eyes.
A broken breath escaped his lips.
Zayan (very softly):
Don't worry, Zara…
This time…
I'll stay away.
Because loving you…
was the only mistake
I never regretted.
A tear finally slipped down his cheek.
He didn't wipe it.
Back to — Inside the plane
Zara suddenly opened her eyes.
Her heart started racing wildly.
For a moment…
she felt someone calling her name.
She turned toward the window—
—but there was nothing.
Only clouds.
Only distance.
Only silence.
Zara slowly leaned back in her seat.
But her hand was still pressed tightly against her heart.
They didn't say goodbye…
because some love stories
are not meant to end—
they are meant to wait.