Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

Tuesday Night – Silence in 205


The door had closed hours ago, but the sound still lingered in Ravi’s mind.

That hurried shuffle of bags, Amit’s firm voice giving last-minute instructions,

Priya’s soft but focused movements, none of it felt real.

The sudden emptiness of the house now felt vast,

Like someone had pulled the life out of it and left only walls and breath behind.

He sat alone on the couch, elbows resting on his knees, eyes unfocused.

The room still held traces of her, her faint jasmine fragrance still hung in the air,

And the folds of the sofa cushion bore the subtle imprint of where she had sat beside him just hours ago.

His fingers absently touched the cushion’s edge.

“Was it real?” he whispered to himself.

That moment, when her laughter had curled into the air like music,

When her eyes had softened toward him, when their conversation had danced between the playful and the tender

It had all seemed like the beginning of something.

Something sacred.

Something dangerous.

Something he would never trade for anything.

But now... now the house felt too quiet.


He got up, wandered into the kitchen, opened the fridge, closed it again without taking anything.

Hunger wasn’t the emptiness he was feeling.



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