Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

Amit had already gone into the bedroom to change. 

The house was quiet again.

But her thoughts were not.

“He’s changed. Or… I’ve changed. That silence over dinner… it wasn’t guilt anymore. It was distance.”

She remembered the moment Ravi emerged from his room earlier,

How his eyes quickly flicked away when she met them. 

How he kept his words clipped, his tone careful, his presence invisible.

“Why should it hurt? Isn’t this what I wanted? A line redrawn?”

She dried her hands. 

Walked slowly to the window.

The city outside blinked with orange lights and long sighs.

But it was Sirisha’s laugh she’d overheard earlier in the day, light, full of ease, that tugged at her thoughts now.

“She’s young. Pretty. A little silly, but sweet. And she talks to him like she’s known him forever.”

And Ravi…

He smiles more when she’s around. Jokes more. Listens more. He notices her.

Something fluttered in her chest. Something tight and unwilling.

“I am his Didi. That’s all. That should be enough.”

Yet, she remembered the look in his eyes from the other night. 

That half-second when he touched her. 

That hesitation that felt like desire trying to be polite.

And she hadn’t flinched then. 

Not out of disgust. 

Not even out of anger. 

Just fear, fear of how easily she might have let it linger.


“Any girl would be lucky to have a man like him around her. 

Kind, attentive, respectful… but beneath that, there’s something wild in him too. 

Something he hides well.”


She leaned on the window frame, stared at the reflection of her own face in the glass.

Her eyes didn’t look angry anymore. Just tired. 

And somewhere under that, confused.

She heard Ravi’s door click shut.

And for reasons she couldn’t name, that sound stayed in her chest long after the room went silent.




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