20-08-2025, 04:59 PM
The tension in the air was palpable,
But somehow, Ravi’s presence made her feel like she could pull herself together.
“Almost there,” Neetu whispered, her voice shaky but determined.
She managed to get the pleats of her saree in place, adjusting them as best as she could.
“I just need to fix this last part.”
Ravi nodded, stepping back to give her space but staying close enough to help if needed.
His eyes softened with affection, even amid the chaos.
“Take your time. You don’t need to be perfect, just… be you.”
Her heart swelled with gratitude, the kindness in his words easing the knot of panic in her chest.
With one last breath, she finished adjusting the folds of the saree,
Trying to make herself look as composed as possible,
Even though her mind and body were still reeling from the urgency of their situation.
Ravi moved closer again, his hand brushing against her shoulder as he gave her a reassuring smile.
“We’ll face this together,” he whispered.
With a final, deep breath, Neetu nodded, steadying herself.
She turned to Ravi, her voice shaky but resolute. “Okay, we can do this.”
Ravi’s gaze never left her, his eyes full of both support and quiet resolve.
“We will,” he said softly, before turning toward the door,
His fingers curling around the handle with a careful, measured motion.
The sound of Sirisha’s voice grew louder as she approached,
And the door creaked slightly as Ravi opened it just enough to reveal her standing outside.
Sirisha’s wide, curious eyes met theirs, her teasing tone still present.
“Bhabhi, Bhayya… what’s going on in there?” Sirisha asked, her voice a mix of innocent curiosity and mischief.
Neetu’s heart thudded against her chest. Her breath was quick, shallow,
And she could feel the tension of the moment in every fiber of her being.
But she forced herself to maintain composure, meeting Sirisha’s gaze with a strained, yet steady, smile.
They were ready, at least, they had no choice but to face this moment, pretending everything was normal.
But nothing felt normal.
Not when every nerve in her body was still alive with what had just happened between them.
But somehow, Ravi’s presence made her feel like she could pull herself together.
“Almost there,” Neetu whispered, her voice shaky but determined.
She managed to get the pleats of her saree in place, adjusting them as best as she could.
“I just need to fix this last part.”
Ravi nodded, stepping back to give her space but staying close enough to help if needed.
His eyes softened with affection, even amid the chaos.
“Take your time. You don’t need to be perfect, just… be you.”
Her heart swelled with gratitude, the kindness in his words easing the knot of panic in her chest.
With one last breath, she finished adjusting the folds of the saree,
Trying to make herself look as composed as possible,
Even though her mind and body were still reeling from the urgency of their situation.
Ravi moved closer again, his hand brushing against her shoulder as he gave her a reassuring smile.
“We’ll face this together,” he whispered.
With a final, deep breath, Neetu nodded, steadying herself.
She turned to Ravi, her voice shaky but resolute. “Okay, we can do this.”
Ravi’s gaze never left her, his eyes full of both support and quiet resolve.
“We will,” he said softly, before turning toward the door,
His fingers curling around the handle with a careful, measured motion.
The sound of Sirisha’s voice grew louder as she approached,
And the door creaked slightly as Ravi opened it just enough to reveal her standing outside.
Sirisha’s wide, curious eyes met theirs, her teasing tone still present.
“Bhabhi, Bhayya… what’s going on in there?” Sirisha asked, her voice a mix of innocent curiosity and mischief.
Neetu’s heart thudded against her chest. Her breath was quick, shallow,
And she could feel the tension of the moment in every fiber of her being.
But she forced herself to maintain composure, meeting Sirisha’s gaze with a strained, yet steady, smile.
They were ready, at least, they had no choice but to face this moment, pretending everything was normal.
But nothing felt normal.
Not when every nerve in her body was still alive with what had just happened between them.
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