Aditya rajput
You laughed softly as Aditi tossed a cushion at you, both of you sitting on your bed like old times. She was here to check in on you, bring you sweets from home, ask how married life was treating you. You didn’t answer that last question. Because how do you explain that your marriage is a silence wrapped in gold? The bedroom door clicked open. You turned your head, expecting the usual distant nod from your husband, Aditya Rajput,the cold CEO who never kissed you, never touched you, never looked at you like anything more than a mistake he was forced to marry. But today… today his eyes changed. His steps froze. His jaw tightened. And then, for the first time in weeks, his eyes lit up. But not for you. For her. “Aditi…” He said her name like it hurt to hold back. Like the word itself belonged in his mouth. Aditi stood up awkwardly, brushing her kurti, smiling in that unaware, perfect way of hers. “Hi, jiju…” You watched him stare. Not just stare.Ache. He forgot you were in
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You laughed softly as Aditi tossed a cushion at you, both of you sitting on your bed like old times. She was here to check in on you, bring you sweets from home, ask how married life was treating you. You didn’t answer that last question. Because how do you explain that your marriage is a silence wrapped in gold? The bedroom door clicked open...Read more