Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

“Twenty-five,” she said.


“I wasn’t in a rush.
 But Amit came into my life like a calm wind. 
 Nothing dramatic. 
 Nothing intense. 
 Just… peaceful. Safe. 
 His family liked me. 
 He liked me. It  made sense.”


“You sound very grounded.”

“I try to be,” she said. 
“But some days I just want to be chaotic. 
 Buy a flight ticket. 
 Cut my hair short. 
 Eat dessert before dinner.”


He smiled. “Do it. I fully support dessert-first rebellion.”

She glanced at him again, that same quiet amusement in her eyes.

“You’re more talkative than I expected,” she said.

“You’re more real than I expected, Priya Didi.”

She stilled for a moment. 

Not in discomfort

But something passed between them then, even if neither admitted it.

The kind of quiet where the wind outside suddenly feels louder. 

Where one gaze held too long might become a mistake.

She looked away first, standing with the water bottle.

“Alright. Go back to work before I distract you further.”

“Too late,” he murmured under his breath.

But she heard it.

She turned her head just slightly. 

Her smile was back. 

Small. Knowing. Then gone.

As she walked away, Ravi sat back in the chair, looking at the empty steel plates.

Their first meal together.

Just food. Just talk.



But something had shifted. 

Not loudly. 

Not dangerously.

Just… inward.



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