Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

“No,” she said


Walking the plates over to the sink.

“I’m from Vizag. Born and brought up. Moved here after marriage. Amit’s work is based here mostly.”


“And you?” she added, glancing over her shoulder. “First time living in Mumbai?”

“Yep,” Ravi nodded. “First time. I’ve visited during college trips, but never stayed. It’s a little loud, honestly.”

“You’ll get used to it.”

“I already like this flat, though,” he said. “Peaceful. And you’ve made it… warm.”

She blinked, caught for a moment, not by the compliment, but the way he said it. Not flirtatious. Just… sincere.

He recovered. “I mean… you know. Feels like a real home.”

Her smile returned, softer now. “That’s good to hear, Amit said you might take time adjusting.”

He laughed. “Typical of him. Always making me sound like a delicate plant.”

She turned off the stove and came back to the table with a bottle of water and sat down again, casually.

“I used to be like that,” she admitted. “I was a wreck the first week here. New flat. New husband. New city. Everything changed at once.”

Ravi tilted his head. “But you seem… totally settled.”

She gave a dry little smile. “Looks are deceiving.”

He watched her, letting the words hang.

There was a depth in her voice, not sadness exactly, but a kind of awareness.

She wasn’t playing helpless. 

She wasn’t acting strong. 

She just… was.




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