Adultery Priya Didi

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She took another bite.



He nodded slowly. Quietly.

And then, with her usual grace,

She moved the conversation away from the wound.

“Tomorrow, you’ll be going to office, right?”

“Yes,” Ravi said, softly.

“Good. If you want something packed, let me know before ten.”

It wasn’t forgiveness.

It wasn’t warmth.

But it was… something.

A pause in the wall.

A promise, perhaps, that this wouldn’t be the end of whatever strange rhythm had begun between them.

And that was the end of it.

For the rest of the meal, they ate in near silence.

The sounds of the city filtered in from the balcony, the honk of an auto,

The distant hum of traffic, a neighbor’s TV muffled through walls.

But between them… nothing.

Just the quiet weight of something unspoken.

Something both had felt, earlier, sharper.

And something neither of them knew how to name.

Not yet.




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