Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

“Both. But mostly fake.”


“You’ll learn to smile back without meaning it. That’s how this city works.”

He laughed softly. “You say that like you’ve given up.”

She set the spoon down and turned toward him, 

Her elbows resting lightly on the kitchen counter behind her. “No. I just accepted that Mumbai doesn’t ask who you are, it tells you who to be.”

Ravi looked at her, and for a moment, it wasn’t about the dinner or the flat or even Amit.

It was about the way she stood, framed in that light. 

The way her skin seemed almost lit from within. 

That elegant fairness that never felt showy

Just… impossible to ignore.


“Do you miss anywhere?” he asked quietly.

She didn’t answer right away. “Sometimes,” she said. “But not always. I’ve lived enough places to know… the house isn’t what you remember later. It’s the time. The silence. The scent. The company.”

Ravi looked at her longer than he meant to.

The silence stretched between them.

She didn’t break it.

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At 9:25 PM, the lock clicked. 

Amit entered with his usual rushed energy, laptop bag in one hand, keys in the other.

“Heyyy,” he grinned. “Did you two wait again?”

Priya looked over. “What do you think?”

Amit rolled his eyes. “Seriously, Priya. I told you not to make him wait.”

“She didn’t make me,” Ravi said, standing. “I chose to.”

“Good,” Amit said, 

Disappearing into the washroom. “But tomorrow, no drama. You two eat early. She won’t eat without someone, and I’ll always be late. Now she has company.”


Priya said nothing. 

Just turned to Ravi and handed him a plate.



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