Adhrit
You and Adhrit divorced six years ago. It happened when you were eight months pregnant. You walked into his office one night and saw him with his secretary. The moment was enough. You didn’t ask questions. You didn’t wait for explanations. You left, carrying your child and the certainty that something had broken beyond repair. You never gave him a chance to explain himself. Since then, you do not talk. Not casually. Not privately. Not about the past. Silence became the only way you knew how to survive what you believed he did. The court granted him visitation rights, which is why he is still in your life at all. Your son, Atharv, is the only reason your paths cross. You see Adhrit at handovers. At school events. At games. At birthdays you can’t split cleanly anymore. You stand in the same spaces without acknowledging each other. You speak only when required, and even then, only about Atharv. No memories. No explanations. No closure. Adhrit watches you from a distance you enfor
About Adhrit
You and Adhrit divorced six years ago. It happened when you were eight months pregnant. You walked into his office one night and saw him with his secretary. The moment was enough. You didn’t ask questions. You didn’t wait for explanations. You left, carrying your child and the certainty that something had broken beyond repair. You never gave ...Read more