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Chapter 159 - Midnight Promises on the Shore
The drive to Vizag had been long, yet strangely soothing. Ramya’s infectious energy filled the car as she danced in her seat to every song, pulling Sneha out of the dark spiral of her thoughts. For a few precious hours, Sneha laughed—really laughed—joining her daughter in silly off-key singing. The fear and anger that had been choking her slowly loosened their grip.
By 9 PM, they arrived at the luxurious private beach resort Aditya had arranged. The villa was breathtaking: elegant, spacious, with glass doors opening directly onto the sand. Ramya, thrilled but exhausted, barely made it through a light dinner before collapsing in the middle of the huge bed, her small body sprawled like she owned the world.
Suresh and Sneha stepped out onto the private balcony. The cool sea breeze kissed their skin, carrying the rhythmic hush of waves. For a moment, they stood in silence, side by side, the vast darkness of the ocean stretching before them.
“I have plans for tomorrow,” Suresh said softly, glancing at her. He was testing the waters, afraid she might explode if he went straight to what truly mattered. So he spoke of safe things—parks, a wildlife sanctuary, quiet beaches, and hidden viewpoints they could show Ramya.
Sneha listened quietly, nodding at the right moments. But inside, a storm was brewing. The image of getting lost in the crowd earlier that day still haunted her. In those terrifying seconds, she had felt the terrifying possibility of losing them—of losing everything. She didn’t want anger to steal what remained of her family. She wanted to scream, to cry, to fight, and to understand. Tonight. All of it had to end tonight.
When they had finalized the next day’s itinerary, an awkward silence settled between them. Suresh glanced back at the villa. Ramya was fast asleep. He didn’t want raised voices to wake her. Especially he doesnt want Ramya to hear any adult talks.
“Let’s walk outside for a bit.”
he suggested gently.
Sneha nodded. They slipped off their shoes and stepped onto the cool sand. Moonlight painted silver ribbons across the black water. They walked slowly until Suresh stopped near the gentle lapping waves.
He turned to her, his face open and vulnerable.
“I need to speak with you, Sneha. Properly.”
She crossed her arms, holding herself together.
The wound from his confession about Henika still throbbed inside her chest.
Suresh took a deep breath, his voice low and raw.
“I’m sorry, Sneha. I guess you totally misunderstood.
What happened with Henika… it was never planned or happened with my wish.
I don't even know what is going to happen even a 5 minutes before that.
I swear on our life together.
I never wanted to do anything behind your back.”
Sneha’s jaw tightened. The words she had held back for days finally broke free.
“Drop the act, Suresh. You once asked me to be ‘magnanimous’ if you ever hooked up with someone. My suspicion then was just playful one. But you actually did it.”
“No, Sneha. That’s not—”
“I don’t know how I would prove it to you,” he continued, sounding desperate.
“Let me call Aditya. He’ll tell you what really happened.
He’s the one who pushed me into that room and locked me in with Henika.”
“Oh,” Sneha responded, her tone dripping with disbelief.
Suresh pressed on, his voice full of regret.
Wont you believe even he tells you over phone.
As he spoke he typed a message to Aditya call me when you got free, my wife is no believing what i told her.. that you pushed me...
Sneha said, He is your friend now, who gifts you women, imported cars.
Wont he lie for you?
Shit i Should have told you before i fucked her.
Sneha stayed silent for a moment, then gave a small, playfully angry huff.
“So you think the only issue is that you didn’t tell me in advance?” she asked, raising an eyebrow, her tone sharp but not cold. “That’s your justification?”
Suresh looked at her earnestly.
“Yeah… aren’t we supposed to be an open couple?”
Sneha’s voice rose with emotion.
“Suresh, wait. When did I ever agree to you having sex outside? I have never agreed to share you with others.”
Suresh looked taken aback.
“What?”
“I never agreed to share you,” she repeated firmly.
“You’re getting outside with Gowtham, why not me?” he countered.
Sneha shook her head, pain flashing across her face.
I got you...
“I know you will come there. I never did anything behind your back. My relationship with Gowtham started because of unexpected situations. We were aware something was happening. By the end of the day, you knew it.
What you did is totally opposite. I had no idea. I believed you were at a business meeting, but you had sex with a model and hid it from me for three days.
Do you think I would welcome you with a warm hug when you tell me you slept with someone?”
She took a shaky breath, her eyes welling up.
“Did you realize now why I’m angry?
You look clueless Suresh
and you are speaking about telling me in advance? like you are going to fuck someone.
See about Gowtham and my sexual doing with him, i consult with you, i discuss with you. I let you know what i think, i involve you in decision making.
What you did is i never know such partner exists and you never involved me in it. what you are trying to say that you failed is passing an information.
There is a difference between involving in decision and just passing information. I may done similar to that before, but we have learned hard lessons right, but you forget it conveniently when you got a women.
I was so hurt when you told me. It felt like betrayal.
There are only two reasons I can think of — either you didn’t value or respect me enough to discuss it with me first, or you thought of me so low, like a slut, that you didn’t see the need to tell me.
and that Lie
“You want me to believe that? You went for a meeting, saw a model, the door got locked, and you fucked her in a few minutes? Is that even believable?”
“No, Sneha. I’m telling you the truth — I was never aware such a situation would arise. It was all of a sudden.”
Tears slipped down her cheeks. Suresh squeezed her hands.
“You have to believe me. That’s the only truth.”
“I too wanted to believe…” she whispered. “I don’t want to lose what we have, Suresh. I’m tired of secrets and pain. If we’re going to be open, then let’s really be open. No more doing things behind each other’s backs. Even if it’s hard. Even if it’s uncomfortable. We talk first. Don’t even lie to me. I’m ready to excuse your lie… but you must agree to it and come clean.”
At that moment, Suresh’s phone rang. It was Aditya. He hesitated, but Sneha signaled him to attend. Aditya quickly sent a CCTV clip and told him to put all the blame on him if needed, then hung up.
Suresh opened the video and showed it to her. The footage clearly showed Aditya announcing a “gift,” pushing Suresh into the room along with Henika, and locking the door behind him.
Sneha watched silently, then looked at her husband.
“So you didn’t initiate it.
It was all Aditya’s idea,”
she said, a hint of sarcasm in her voice.
“A very good friend.”
“Do you believe me now?” Suresh asked softly.
Sneha sighed. “Still”
Suresh didn’t wait any longer. He pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly against his chest. He kissed her lips deeply. She faked a resistance but she allowed him.. After a long moment, he pulled back.
“Stop the drama, Sneha,” he said, though his voice was gentle.
“What do you really want?
Don’t you realise your anger is unwanted?
I’m always yours, and you’re always mine.
We chose different partners for sex, but at the end of the day, we come back to each other. In my case, I didn’t even choose. You know that.”
Sneha clung to him, her voice muffled against his shirt, half-angry, half-teasing.
“Yeah, you didn’t choose but you still fucked her.”
She held him tighter, tears soaking his shirt.
“I don’t want to be hurt anymore, Suresh. Please… just be open with me. Don’t do anything behind my back. Even if it’s difficult… Tell me everything. I can handle the truth. I can’t handle being made to feel small again. Don’t leave me out.”
Suresh nodded, stroking her back gently. They stood like that for a long time, wrapped in each other’s arms as the waves whispered nearby. The sea breeze carried away some of the pain.
She looked up at him, her eyes still wet but softer now.
“I love you,” she whispered.
You should have spoke with me and cleared your doubts, instead you went and rode Gowtham. Should i consider that as an anger. He playfully pinched her ass.
A naughty and shy smile came on her lips, I have different things running on my head.
She then looked at him and said, these Trip is about ours.
Lets ignore Gowtham & Henika.
Suresh smiled gently and kissed her forehead, then her lips — slow, tender, full of quiet promise.
“I love you too..”
They stayed on the beach a little longer, holding each other under the moonlight, slowly healing the cracks that had formed between them.
The drive to Vizag had been long, yet strangely soothing. Ramya’s infectious energy filled the car as she danced in her seat to every song, pulling Sneha out of the dark spiral of her thoughts. For a few precious hours, Sneha laughed—really laughed—joining her daughter in silly off-key singing. The fear and anger that had been choking her slowly loosened their grip.
By 9 PM, they arrived at the luxurious private beach resort Aditya had arranged. The villa was breathtaking: elegant, spacious, with glass doors opening directly onto the sand. Ramya, thrilled but exhausted, barely made it through a light dinner before collapsing in the middle of the huge bed, her small body sprawled like she owned the world.
Suresh and Sneha stepped out onto the private balcony. The cool sea breeze kissed their skin, carrying the rhythmic hush of waves. For a moment, they stood in silence, side by side, the vast darkness of the ocean stretching before them.
“I have plans for tomorrow,” Suresh said softly, glancing at her. He was testing the waters, afraid she might explode if he went straight to what truly mattered. So he spoke of safe things—parks, a wildlife sanctuary, quiet beaches, and hidden viewpoints they could show Ramya.
Sneha listened quietly, nodding at the right moments. But inside, a storm was brewing. The image of getting lost in the crowd earlier that day still haunted her. In those terrifying seconds, she had felt the terrifying possibility of losing them—of losing everything. She didn’t want anger to steal what remained of her family. She wanted to scream, to cry, to fight, and to understand. Tonight. All of it had to end tonight.
When they had finalized the next day’s itinerary, an awkward silence settled between them. Suresh glanced back at the villa. Ramya was fast asleep. He didn’t want raised voices to wake her. Especially he doesnt want Ramya to hear any adult talks.
“Let’s walk outside for a bit.”
he suggested gently.
Sneha nodded. They slipped off their shoes and stepped onto the cool sand. Moonlight painted silver ribbons across the black water. They walked slowly until Suresh stopped near the gentle lapping waves.
He turned to her, his face open and vulnerable.
“I need to speak with you, Sneha. Properly.”
She crossed her arms, holding herself together.
The wound from his confession about Henika still throbbed inside her chest.
Suresh took a deep breath, his voice low and raw.
“I’m sorry, Sneha. I guess you totally misunderstood.
What happened with Henika… it was never planned or happened with my wish.
I don't even know what is going to happen even a 5 minutes before that.
I swear on our life together.
I never wanted to do anything behind your back.”
Sneha’s jaw tightened. The words she had held back for days finally broke free.
“Drop the act, Suresh. You once asked me to be ‘magnanimous’ if you ever hooked up with someone. My suspicion then was just playful one. But you actually did it.”
“No, Sneha. That’s not—”
“I don’t know how I would prove it to you,” he continued, sounding desperate.
“Let me call Aditya. He’ll tell you what really happened.
He’s the one who pushed me into that room and locked me in with Henika.”
“Oh,” Sneha responded, her tone dripping with disbelief.
Suresh pressed on, his voice full of regret.
Wont you believe even he tells you over phone.
As he spoke he typed a message to Aditya call me when you got free, my wife is no believing what i told her.. that you pushed me...
Sneha said, He is your friend now, who gifts you women, imported cars.
Wont he lie for you?
Shit i Should have told you before i fucked her.
Sneha stayed silent for a moment, then gave a small, playfully angry huff.
“So you think the only issue is that you didn’t tell me in advance?” she asked, raising an eyebrow, her tone sharp but not cold. “That’s your justification?”
Suresh looked at her earnestly.
“Yeah… aren’t we supposed to be an open couple?”
Sneha’s voice rose with emotion.
“Suresh, wait. When did I ever agree to you having sex outside? I have never agreed to share you with others.”
Suresh looked taken aback.
“What?”
“I never agreed to share you,” she repeated firmly.
“You’re getting outside with Gowtham, why not me?” he countered.
Sneha shook her head, pain flashing across her face.
I got you...
“I know you will come there. I never did anything behind your back. My relationship with Gowtham started because of unexpected situations. We were aware something was happening. By the end of the day, you knew it.
What you did is totally opposite. I had no idea. I believed you were at a business meeting, but you had sex with a model and hid it from me for three days.
Do you think I would welcome you with a warm hug when you tell me you slept with someone?”
She took a shaky breath, her eyes welling up.
“Did you realize now why I’m angry?
You look clueless Suresh
and you are speaking about telling me in advance? like you are going to fuck someone.
See about Gowtham and my sexual doing with him, i consult with you, i discuss with you. I let you know what i think, i involve you in decision making.
What you did is i never know such partner exists and you never involved me in it. what you are trying to say that you failed is passing an information.
There is a difference between involving in decision and just passing information. I may done similar to that before, but we have learned hard lessons right, but you forget it conveniently when you got a women.
I was so hurt when you told me. It felt like betrayal.
There are only two reasons I can think of — either you didn’t value or respect me enough to discuss it with me first, or you thought of me so low, like a slut, that you didn’t see the need to tell me.
and that Lie
“You want me to believe that? You went for a meeting, saw a model, the door got locked, and you fucked her in a few minutes? Is that even believable?”
“No, Sneha. I’m telling you the truth — I was never aware such a situation would arise. It was all of a sudden.”
Tears slipped down her cheeks. Suresh squeezed her hands.
“You have to believe me. That’s the only truth.”
“I too wanted to believe…” she whispered. “I don’t want to lose what we have, Suresh. I’m tired of secrets and pain. If we’re going to be open, then let’s really be open. No more doing things behind each other’s backs. Even if it’s hard. Even if it’s uncomfortable. We talk first. Don’t even lie to me. I’m ready to excuse your lie… but you must agree to it and come clean.”
At that moment, Suresh’s phone rang. It was Aditya. He hesitated, but Sneha signaled him to attend. Aditya quickly sent a CCTV clip and told him to put all the blame on him if needed, then hung up.
Suresh opened the video and showed it to her. The footage clearly showed Aditya announcing a “gift,” pushing Suresh into the room along with Henika, and locking the door behind him.
Sneha watched silently, then looked at her husband.
“So you didn’t initiate it.
It was all Aditya’s idea,”
she said, a hint of sarcasm in her voice.
“A very good friend.”
“Do you believe me now?” Suresh asked softly.
Sneha sighed. “Still”
Suresh didn’t wait any longer. He pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly against his chest. He kissed her lips deeply. She faked a resistance but she allowed him.. After a long moment, he pulled back.
“Stop the drama, Sneha,” he said, though his voice was gentle.
“What do you really want?
Don’t you realise your anger is unwanted?
I’m always yours, and you’re always mine.
We chose different partners for sex, but at the end of the day, we come back to each other. In my case, I didn’t even choose. You know that.”
Sneha clung to him, her voice muffled against his shirt, half-angry, half-teasing.
“Yeah, you didn’t choose but you still fucked her.”
She held him tighter, tears soaking his shirt.
“I don’t want to be hurt anymore, Suresh. Please… just be open with me. Don’t do anything behind my back. Even if it’s difficult… Tell me everything. I can handle the truth. I can’t handle being made to feel small again. Don’t leave me out.”
Suresh nodded, stroking her back gently. They stood like that for a long time, wrapped in each other’s arms as the waves whispered nearby. The sea breeze carried away some of the pain.
She looked up at him, her eyes still wet but softer now.
“I love you,” she whispered.
You should have spoke with me and cleared your doubts, instead you went and rode Gowtham. Should i consider that as an anger. He playfully pinched her ass.
A naughty and shy smile came on her lips, I have different things running on my head.
She then looked at him and said, these Trip is about ours.
Lets ignore Gowtham & Henika.
Suresh smiled gently and kissed her forehead, then her lips — slow, tender, full of quiet promise.
“I love you too..”
They stayed on the beach a little longer, holding each other under the moonlight, slowly healing the cracks that had formed between them.
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