It had been a long time that had passed. Both the Buraks distanced themselves from Ozge whenever they could. Burak Ozcivit had a lot of pleasure "slapping" Celik, and shouting at him to leave the tribe. What made his acting so realistic, was that he actually wanted to get rid of him. 

He basked in the times where he was alone with the beautiful woman. A few more episodes went by, and Ozge ended up getting Instagram. She had followed almost everyone, even Burak Celik, but not him. He felt a fire in his heart, and it grew and grew. 

Then came the day he was least excited about. The day "Osman" told "Bala" about "Ertugrul's" will. Where Ozge would endlessly cry, and cry. His heart broke into many pieces, however, they had to do it.

With the cameras on him, he pulled up the curtain to see "Bala" brushing her hair. She was completely beautiful at this angle, however, Burak came back to his senses, and walked to her. 

'Bala.' Ozge's head whipped around. 'Osman?' She stood up, and ran to his arms. He lifted his hand to stroke her face. Now he needed to act. He took her hands. 

'My father....left me a will before his death.' Ozge smiled. He paused. 'He wanted me to marry a new hatun.' Ozge's smile fell, and Ozcivit felt something in his heart. He dropped one of her hands, and restroked her face. 

'It's my father's will. I will do it. I'll marry a new hatun. I'm not playing a game this time. I wanted you to know that,' taking her by her shoulder, 'Bala'm.' 

Ozge forced a smile, to show Bala's hurt. 'Please, Osman Bey.' Her hand formed into a fist. 'Why didn't you tell me all this time? Why didn't you tell me this, and relieve yourself?' She made for her desk. Moving a few bits and bobs around, she ate the pill that would make her cry. 

From behind, she felt Ozcivit hold onto her. 

Ozcivit replied to the question that Ozge asked. 'I couldn't hurt you by looking you in the eyes.' He ran his hand through her hair. It was extremely soft and fluffy. Just as he was about to kiss her cheek, she pulled away.

'Don't think like that, Osman.' She walked away to the side, finally feeling the tears. 'Didn't I even say....to marry again?' Ozcivit looked down in shame.

Her hand shook, as Ozge tried to show Bala's sadness. 'Look, even our Ertugrul Bey commanded this. There is not turning back. This is your fathers will. Our Bey's will.' Tears fell down her cheek, and she was proud with herself that she could cry more easily in front of the camera. 'Of course  you will do it.' She said as she cleaned up the mess.

Ozcivit sighed, his hand reaching for her arm. 'Don't cry.' Ozge quickly turned around, grabbing his hand. 'No, Osman'im.' 'If you cry, this means you will torture us.' He pushed away a few strands. 'I won't cry, then. I won't complain. I will be patient.' She forced a smile, and held tight on Ozcivit's hand.

Something stirred in his heart, and electrical impulses came from where they touched. 'This is our destiny, Osman, destiny,' He left her hands, and pulled her in for a forehead kiss. She smiled in his hands, and he felt reassured. He nodded, before making his way to the door of the tent. Grabbing the cloth, he looked back once more, and left.

Ozge felt a sudden coldness without him. She composed herself, and the tears rentered her eyes. Looking back at where Ozcivit just left from, she fell to the floor. She let go. Crying, and bawling. She saw her tears falling onto the ground, and Mehmet giving her a big thumbs up. 

After they finished their scene, she left the tent to go to the caravan. Washing her face, she looked back at Tamer Yigit, who had returned for one scene. 'Tamer Emmi.' 'Ozge kizim.' She kissed his hand in respect, before leaving to meet with Mehmet and Ozcivit.

'Well done, guys. That was extremely realistic, and all in one take. Mashallah, for such a great achievement, we will have a little party tomorrow. Since Burak Celik and Zeynep will be back very soon, we shall invite them to the party.' 'Tamam.' 

Ozcivit curled his hand into a fist, and groaned. 'Tamam..'

*the next day*

https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/822681056929206145/ -her dress

It was the evening, and Ozge dressed up in a sunburnt orange dress. The only makeup she had on was mascara, and a light pink lipstick, but other than that, it was all natural. Zeynep had come to pick her up, and taken them to set. They were there early to help set up. 

'Ah, Ozge, Zeynep, you're here! Oh wow, you guys look amazing for a small party.' Ozge smiled at Didem Balcin. 'You also look amazing, Didem Abla.' 

For the next 20 minutes, they set up tables, and prepared food. Ozge made the Kuzu Tandir, a chicken dish, while Zeynep chopped up vegetables for the salad. Everything was made, now all that was left, was for everyone to arrive.

Burak Ozcivit drove into the car park, and parked in his designated area. He hadn't really bothered with his fashion sense, however he still looked extremely handsome. The most important thing of his night there was going to be Ozge. 

Burak Celik drove into see Ozcivit's car already there. Sighing, he jumped out and made way to the main tent. He conversed with a few people, but when he saw her, his heart pounded. The way her hair ruffled around her, the way her eyes sparkled. 

'Ozge!' She looked up at him, and smiled. 'Burak. How are you?' 'I'm doing extremely well. Heard you were crying quite a lot last night. Osman broke your heart?' He mocked Ozcivit. 'I guess that's what happens if you can't have children. I feel so bad for Bala and Osman. Playing such a character, of course, comes with great sadness. And traitors are worse aren't they?' She referred to Goktug. 'Ah, if only.' 

'Ozge.' They both turned to see Burak Ozcivit walking to them. 'It's so great to see you again.' 'We literally saw each other last night. Anyways, I promised my sister, Emel, I would help her. You two talk.' Ozge sauntered away, and the Buraks glared at each other.

'So, Burak.........ugh sharing a name with you is a pain..........won't be having scenes as much with Ozge, will you? Ah, Osman said himself. He will marry a new woman.' 'That doesn't mean I won't have time with Ozge. She's the best thing in my life since my divorce, and I don't want your ruining it, Celik. Allah Forbid, you might hurt her.' 'I wouldn't lay a finger on her. She deserves someone better than you, someone like me!'

'What?' They turned around to see a very red Ozge. 'Why are you talking about me like I'm a little toy to own?! I am a real human, guys, if you haven't realised. Celik, you.....ARGH.'

She stormed off, into into one of the side tents that connected to the main marquee. Osman and Bala's tent. 

Ozcivit turned back to Celik. 'See what you did. Maybe you should stay away from her.' He hissed before following after her.

'Ozge.' 'Please leave, Ozcivit. Just leave.' She plopped herself down on the couch. 'I'm sorry. We shouldn't have spoken about you like that.' 'Yeah, I'm sorry I had an outburst. It's just that.....I've never had people argue over me before.' 'Ozge, we both LOVE you. It may be awkard to say right now, but that's why we are such a successful couple. As for that Celik, he loves you, but not enough. You don't have to say anything to us, but just know it.' 

To his surprise and delight, she put her arms around him. 'Burak, I'm so sorry for anything I said. I'm sorry, but please let's just be friends, and not let anything get between us.' 'Ok, ok, if you want.' She smiled up at him, and they rentered the marquee, to a glaring Burak Celik.

Ozge walked into her house, emotions swelling up inside her. Today, Burak had told her something really big. That both of them loved her. She didn't really feel anything to either of them, apart from having a special connection to Ozcivit. She decided to go shower.

She turned the tap on, and the hot water hit her back. She stood there for 5 minutes, thinking about the days events. 

-side note

Finally, another chapter of BOTB. I'm extremely sorry for not updating in soooo long, but. I have 6 other stories to do, 2 collabs, and schoolwork. Inshallah, I will update sooner, maybeeeeeeee, in 2 weeks. Remember comment, and vote! Lygsmmmmmmmmm ♥️