Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

Rrring… Rrring…


The shrill sound of her phone cut through the room like cold air through warm water.

They both froze.

The spell shattered.

The screen lit up on the coffee table, Amit.

She blinked, as if surfacing from a dream, and reached for it.

Her fingers grazed his knee in the motion, unintended, electric.

Ravi sat back, pulse pounding, his chest tightening as the distance returned all at once.

“Hello?” she said, voice already shifting. 

Pulling back into something else. 

Something expected.

Ravi turned away, the silence between them suddenly loud again.

“Hmm?” she said, her tone sharpening. “What happened?”

A pause.

Then... “What?”

She stood abruptly, phone pressed close to her ear.

“Ventilator? When? Why didn’t you tell me this morning?”

Ravi’s head turned at the change in her voice.

Her face had drained of color.

Alarm, not just concern, shaped her features.

“Okay… okay. We’ll leave early morning? Or tonight?”

Another silence. Her eyes darted to the floor.

“Hmm… okay… yeah.”

She ended the call, but didn’t move.

She stood still, phone still in hand, the moment before flickering behind her eyes.

Ravi rose too, gently.

She didn’t speak.

“He’s… really unwell,” she said finally, her voice low.

“Amit’s father. He’s on a ventilator.”

Ravi’s expression softened. “I’m so sorry, Didi.”

She nodded faintly. “We have to leave. tonight.”


The warmth had vanished.

The air felt thinner now.

The moment, whatever it almost was, had folded in on itself.

He wanted to reach out.

Say something that mattered.

But she was already turning.

Already elsewhere.

And the couch behind them still held the echo of a breath they hadn’t taken together.

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