13-07-2025, 02:25 AM
Priya
From the hallway
Priya passed by Ravi’s room with slow steps.
The door was slightly ajar.
Inside, the room was still, but warm,
As though it had recently been filled with laughter.
She didn’t stop.
Didn’t linger.
But she noticed the cake box on the desk.
Two cups of chai on the side table.
And a quiet air of something she couldn’t name.
Her eyes shifted.
She wasn’t angry.
Why should she be?
Sirisha was a sweet girl.
Harmless.
And Ravi had been nothing but kind.
But she couldn’t deny the tiny flutter that passed through her chest
Like a thread being pulled too softly to tear,
But firm enough to tug.
- o -
From the hallway
Priya passed by Ravi’s room with slow steps.
The door was slightly ajar.
Inside, the room was still, but warm,
As though it had recently been filled with laughter.
She didn’t stop.
Didn’t linger.
But she noticed the cake box on the desk.
Two cups of chai on the side table.
And a quiet air of something she couldn’t name.
Her eyes shifted.
She wasn’t angry.
Why should she be?
Sirisha was a sweet girl.
Harmless.
And Ravi had been nothing but kind.
But she couldn’t deny the tiny flutter that passed through her chest
Like a thread being pulled too softly to tear,
But firm enough to tug.
- o -
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