Zehenaseeb
เญจเง โโ ๐๐๐ฆ๐๐ซ ๐ฑ ๐๐๐ข๐ซ๐๐ฏ๐ข โโ เญจเง
"Open your saree pin, Kairavi."
His voice came out low, almost dangerous, as his eyes stayed on her.
"Why?" she whispered softly.
"Because," he stepped closer, fingers twitching at his side,
"you've fixed it five times already... and I'm losing my patience pretending I don't notice you."
โ๏ฝกโงหสโกษหโง๏ฝกโ
He avoided his wife like falling in love with her would ruin him.
But every silence between them
every stolen glance, every unfinished conversation
was already doing exactly that.
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