Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

He stared at the ceiling again. 


The shadows moved across it like slow waves.

He knew he’d crossed a line in that auto.

He knew it wasn’t right.

But she hadn’t shouted. Hadn’t scolded. Hadn’t even asked why.

She’d simply vanished from him. Without going anywhere.

She didn't tell her husband too.

And that, that silence, hurt worse than anything else.

He turned to his side and buried his face into the pillow for a moment.

His throat felt dry.

His heart was heavy in that specific way it gets only after midnight, when the world is asleep and regret grows louder than reason.

His voice was barely audible.

A whisper. A plea he didn’t even mean to say aloud.

“Talk to me… Didi…”

He waited.

Only the fan answered.

He swallowed hard. His eyes burned.

Then, as if catching himself, he shut them and pressed his hand against his forehead.

“Idiot…” he muttered to himself. “She’s not yours…”

But the ache didn’t leave.

It simply sank deeper, curling around the ribs.

In the other room, he imagined her asleep beside Amit.

Calm. Untouched by the fire that kept him awake.

And yet, he couldn’t shake the feeling.

That something had burned on both sides.

It was only a matter of when… and how it would return.




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