Let me introduce you to my daughter, Yılmaz. Derya.
Hello.
Oh my God, what have we done?
How could this mistake be redeemed?
Dad, don't ever let my hand go, alright?
I miss you so much, Deniz.
So very much.
How can I let you be apart from your birth mother, son?
Ms. Derya...
...don't be sad.
Your son is healthy and safe.
Forgive me, son.
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