[shailu4ever]

Cards were drawn.

Eyes closed.

Roles whispered.

The round began.

Shruti was animated, flirty.

She giggled often, accused loudly,

And touched Abhi’s hand once while pointing a dramatic finger.

Her energy lit the circle.

But Madhavi... played differently.

She was quiet. Observant.

And yet, every time she spoke, everyone paused.

She leaned once toward Abhi when it was his turn to defend himself.

Her hand grazed his arm casually as she whispered,

“You’re blinking too much. Suspicious.”

Her touch lingered a second too long.

Abhi’s breath caught.

Shruti noticed.

But she didn’t say a word.

She only leaned in closer next time,

Letting her shoulder brush his during her turn to speak.


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