Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

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I don’t want to say this, she thought desperately.
But I can’t pretend it isn’t true.
 
Her fingers hovered, trembling.
 
Then…
 
Priya:
“I hate that this is true.”
 
A pause.
 
Longer this time.
 
Ravi:
“What is?”
 
Her breath hitched.
 
This was the edge.
Once she stepped over it, there would be no going back.
 
Priya:
“I hate that after everything…
after how wrong it was…
my body hasn’t forgotten you.”
 
The words sat there, stark and unforgiving.
 
She felt exposed in a way she never had before, not physically, but emotionally. As if she had peeled herself open and laid something raw and unprotected between them.
 
Her chest tightened painfully.
 
“I don’t want this, Ravi.”
 
The response didn’t come immediately.
 
When it did, it was slower, deliberate.
 
Ravi:
“Didi… you don’t have to say this.”
 
That word again.
 
Didi.
 
It felt like both a shield and a wound.
 
She shook her head slightly, even though he couldn’t see her.
 
Priya:
“Yes, I do.
Because pretending it isn’t there is tearing me apart.”
 
Her fingers moved faster now, as if once the dam had cracked, the truth was determined to spill out.
 
“I was confused before.
I didn’t understand what I was feeling.
But what happened pushed me to a place I wasn’t ready for.”
 
Her eyes burned.
 
“And now my body feels like it’s betraying me.”
 
She waited, breath held.
 
Ravi:
“You’re not betraying anyone.”
 
The words made something twist painfully inside her.
 
Priya:
“Yes, I am.”
“I’m betraying myself.”
 
She shifted again, pulling the blanket tighter around her as though it could protect her from her own thoughts.
 
“I hate that I think about you.
I hate that my body reacts before my mind can stop it.
I hate that I feel this pull even after knowing how wrong it was.”
 
Her throat tightened.
 
“And I hate you a little for awakening something I was trying so hard to ignore.”
 
The silence stretched again, thick and suffocating.
 
When Ravi finally responded, his words were stripped of defensiveness.
 
Ravi:
“I never should have pushed you there.”
“No matter what you’re feeling now.”
 
Her eyes filled again.
 
Priya:
“That’s what makes this worse.”
 
She pressed her lips together, trying to steady herself.
 
“Because part of me wants you.”
“And another part of me is furious that I do.”
 
She let out a shaky breath.
 
“I don’t want to need you.”
 
The word need lingered between them, heavy and undeniable.
 
Ravi:
“But you do?”
 
She hesitated.
 
Then…
 
Priya:
“Yes.”
 
The admission felt like a fracture inside her.
 
“Not because I chose it.
Not because I planned it.
But because something in me responded to you.”

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