Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

 
The Weight of Silence

 
Neetu remained silent, her head resting on his shoulder. The touch was warm and reassuring, but she didn’t interrupt. She let the silence stretch, offering her calm presence without forcing him to explain more than he was ready to.
 
Ravi swallowed, his throat thick. “And then…” He took another shaky breath. “Priya Didi called. While I was talking to Priya Didi, Sirisha was asking me where were her panties and all. Sirisha didn’t know that I was on call with Priya Didi. Priya Didi heard that and she asked me… Why Sirisha is in that state in our flat? And why she is dressing in front of you? I don’t know what she thinks now, but I feel like I’ve ruined everything, Bhabhi. Everything.”
 
Neetu stayed still, her eyes steady on his face, not with judgment, but with an understanding that went beyond the surface. The room filled with an almost palpable tension, the space between them heavy with the weight of his words. She didn’t rush to offer comfort, not yet. She knew that Ravi needed this moment, needed to speak everything that had been crushing him.
 
Finally, she spoke softly, her voice unwavering. “Ravi… you’re human. You acted in a moment of weakness, a mistake, yes. But you didn’t cross the line. That matters.”
 
Ravi’s eyes flickered up, a glimmer of relief, but also a deep sadness that lingered there. “But Priya Didi…” His voice dropped to almost nothing, the weight of her name causing a lump in his throat. “I’ve been holding onto this idea of her… seeing me a certain way. And now, I’ve ruined it. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to fix this. How can I?”
 
Neetu’s fingers gently pressed against his arm, grounding him in the moment. She wasn’t rushing to offer a solution or a quick fix. Instead, she let him feel the quiet space of acceptance, of knowing that not everything needed to be fixed right away. “You’re scared, Ravi. And I can see why. But that’s okay. You’re not alone in this. You don’t have to carry all the weight by yourself.”
 
Ravi’s eyes met hers, the vulnerability in them raw and open. “I… I can’t face her now. She’s gone, and I’ve… I’ve been such a fool. I don’t even know how to apologize for what I’ve done.”
 
Neetu leaned in just slightly, her voice dropping to a more intimate level, her tone almost like a whisper meant only for him. “Ravi, you don’t have to apologize for feeling human. You don’t have to carry that guilt. People make mistakes. But mistakes don’t define you. They’re just moments in time. And I know Priya Didi—she sees your heart. This will hurt her, yes. But it’s not the end of everything. You will find a way to talk to her, when the time is right.”
 
Ravi closed his eyes, the tension slowly starting to ebb. Neetu’s words, so simple, yet filled with an unexpected weight, began to settle inside him. “I needed someone to hear me,” he whispered. “I couldn’t carry this alone. I couldn’t lie anymore.”
 
Neetu gave a small, knowing smile, her hand resting lightly on his arm. “You did right by telling me. That’s the first step. Now… we think clearly. Together.”
 
He leaned back against the couch, letting the tension slip out of him bit by bit. The stillness of the room seemed to surround him like a cocoon, comforting in its quiet assurance. For the first time in two days, Ravi could take a full breath. The weight wasn’t gone,  Priya’s silence still loomed,  but at least he wasn’t drowning alone anymore. He wasn’t alone.
 
 
 

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