26-06-2025, 02:58 AM
She set her glass down
The clink of it soft and distant, like a sound underwater.
The silence between them had thickened—no longer awkward,
But loaded with something slow and molten.
Abhi reached for the roti
His movements unhurried, almost meditative.
He tore a piece off with care
Smaller this time
And brought it toward her lips
Not with the casualness of sharing food, but with a kind of quiet intent.
His hand hovered close.
She didn’t move at first
Just stared at his fingers, broad, warm,
Slightly glistening with oil.
Her gaze lifted to his eyes,
Searching...
But whatever she saw there made her lean in.
The clink of it soft and distant, like a sound underwater.
The silence between them had thickened—no longer awkward,
But loaded with something slow and molten.
Abhi reached for the roti
His movements unhurried, almost meditative.
He tore a piece off with care
Smaller this time
And brought it toward her lips
Not with the casualness of sharing food, but with a kind of quiet intent.
His hand hovered close.
She didn’t move at first
Just stared at his fingers, broad, warm,
Slightly glistening with oil.
Her gaze lifted to his eyes,
Searching...
But whatever she saw there made her lean in.
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