24-07-2025, 06:48 PM
The emptiness that Ravi had begun to fill, unknowingly.
"Ravi’s just someone I’m talking to. I’m just flirting a little. Nothing wrong with that. It’s harmless, right?"
She glanced back at the mirror, avoiding her own eyes.
Her mind screamed at her, but the excitement, the thrill of attention, was so intoxicating.
Every time Ravi looked at her, it felt like something in her lit up.
And he looked at her like no one else did. Like he saw her.
"But am I just playing with him? Or am I playing with myself? Maybe it’s a game. Maybe I just want to feel desired. It doesn’t mean anything... does it?"
The tightness in her chest made it hard to breathe,
But she held onto the thought that Ravi was just someone she could talk to,
Someone who wasn’t a reminder of everything that was missing.
Someone who still made her feel seen, made her feel alive.
"I don’t want to hurt Vamsi. He’s a good man. But I can’t keep pretending I don’t need something more."
Her hand tightened around the towel, the fabric crumpling in her grasp as she tried to steady herself.
"It’s not like I’m falling for him. It’s just harmless flirting… isn't it? Just harmless."
She let out a shaky breath and dropped the towel around her shoulders, taking a moment to pull herself together.
"I’m not doing anything wrong. It’s not like I’m cheating. No one knows, not really.
And Vamsi… he’s so busy. He wouldn’t even know.
No one has to know.
I’ll stop when it gets too close, when I feel like I’m losing control."
The words felt hollow, like a fragile defense against the truth.
"But what if I can’t stop? What if it’s already too late?"
She swallowed hard.
The weight of her thoughts pressing on her chest.
But there was a part of her that didn’t want to stop.
Not yet.
Not when she felt so alive.
"Ravi’s just someone I’m talking to. I’m just flirting a little. Nothing wrong with that. It’s harmless, right?"
She glanced back at the mirror, avoiding her own eyes.
Her mind screamed at her, but the excitement, the thrill of attention, was so intoxicating.
Every time Ravi looked at her, it felt like something in her lit up.
And he looked at her like no one else did. Like he saw her.
"But am I just playing with him? Or am I playing with myself? Maybe it’s a game. Maybe I just want to feel desired. It doesn’t mean anything... does it?"
The tightness in her chest made it hard to breathe,
But she held onto the thought that Ravi was just someone she could talk to,
Someone who wasn’t a reminder of everything that was missing.
Someone who still made her feel seen, made her feel alive.
"I don’t want to hurt Vamsi. He’s a good man. But I can’t keep pretending I don’t need something more."
Her hand tightened around the towel, the fabric crumpling in her grasp as she tried to steady herself.
"It’s not like I’m falling for him. It’s just harmless flirting… isn't it? Just harmless."
She let out a shaky breath and dropped the towel around her shoulders, taking a moment to pull herself together.
"I’m not doing anything wrong. It’s not like I’m cheating. No one knows, not really.
And Vamsi… he’s so busy. He wouldn’t even know.
No one has to know.
I’ll stop when it gets too close, when I feel like I’m losing control."
The words felt hollow, like a fragile defense against the truth.
"But what if I can’t stop? What if it’s already too late?"
She swallowed hard.
The weight of her thoughts pressing on her chest.
But there was a part of her that didn’t want to stop.
Not yet.
Not when she felt so alive.
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