Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

Wednesday Morning – Messages, Memories, and Moving On


The faint morning light crept through the beige curtains, soft and cold.

Ravi turned in bed

Eyes barely open as he reached for his phone instinctively.

The screen blinked to life 6:38 AM.

Two notifications greeted him.

One from Amit Bhaiyya

The other from Sirisha

Ravi sat up slowly, already sensing the emotional weight before reading them.

Amit Bhaiyya – 4:11 AM
“We reached around 3. Dad’s still on ventilator. Doctors said next 24 hrs are critical. Will keep you posted.”

Ravi stared at the message.

Simple. Grim. No fluff.

He could imagine Amit’s face, calm, contained.

But Priya Didi’s? That was a different story.

She must be heartbroken. That man was like a father to her too…

He typed slowly:

Ravi:
“Bhaiyya… I’m really sorry. Please take care of Didi. And yourself. Let me know if I can help in any way.”

He paused, then added another line.

“Will light a diya for uncle today.”


Next, Sirisha.

Sirisha – 3:12 AM
“Sorry bhayya! Slept off like a log ”
“Also… don’t say dangerous things like that!
What if I actually dreamt about the compliment? ”



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