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The Caspian wind howled through the narrow, stone-paved streets of Baku’s Old City, but the chill Elshan felt had nothing to do with the weather. He sat alone at a corner tea house, staring at a cold glass of pear-shaped armudu tea.

But the city's whispers eventually reached him. First, it was a sighting of Tural and Leyla at a distant seaside cafe. Then, a notification from the bank—the "business" was a ghost, and the money was gone. Dosta Etibar Yare Vefa Yox Baas

He realized that the people he had built his world around were the very ones tearing it down. He wasn't failing because of bad luck; he was being "stabbed right in the back." The betrayal wasn't a sudden blow, but a slow realization that while he was looking forward toward a shared future, they were looking at his back, waiting for the right moment to strike. The Caspian wind howled through the narrow, stone-paved

As the sun set over the Flame Towers, he whispered the last line of the song to himself. He was wounded, yes, but he was finally walking away from the shadows of those who never deserved his trust in the first place. First, it was a sighting of Tural and