LOGINNoted. This is how one consoles. With touch. With closeness. With presence. I’ll remember this. I’ll do the same to her one day. I’ll trace every wound she carries and kiss it until she forgets it ever hurt. I turned and pulled her fully into me, wrapping her body against my chest. She shift
"I would handle Yamini. He would handle the girl." Her breath hitched. "What do you mean… taking care of that minor girl?" I glanced at her lazily. She had empathy to throw at everyone—everyone but me. She didn’t even know that bitch. "Whatever my brother planned to." Her eyes hardened.
"He begged". "I remember that part too clearly—because even now, begging makes my skin crawl." "He dropped to his knees in front of my mother, hands shaking, voice breaking, swearing on God, on me, on the air he breathed. He said my name like it was a shield. Like using me would make him cleaner".
"Do you want to know about my mother"? I asked. She looked up at me in my hold as she nodded. I contemplated. About from where to start. I only knew her from the day I was born. But there is so much to tell her before I was born. My mother's family, and her background. “My mother…Manvi.... That
She turned away from me, clutching the blanket like a shield, twisting her fingers into the fabric as if it could protect her from me. Her shoulders were stiff, her breath shallow, her long hair falling over one side like a dark river she could hide behind. Tonight the sheets were black. My color.
Her lips quivered. “Please…” I let the silence stretch until it filled the room like smoke. Then I leaned back, one arm slung over the chair, smirking. “Fine. If you can’t take it off,” I drawled, letting my eyes linger deliberately on her trembling hands clutching at her blouse, “then I’ll take s
That night, we sat across from each other at the low table in our room. The air was thick with something that wasn’t quite silence—more like a low, restless hum between us. A single bulb cast a soft amber glow on the deck of cards lying between us. She sat upright, her hands folded close to her body
She hadn’t given me a kiss in days. Not even the brush of lips on the cheek, not even the fleeting touch on my hand. After my relentless asking, she’d finally snapped—not with words, not with shouting, but with the crueler punishment: silence. She turned her face away whenever I leaned close, kept
When I released her, she sat frozen, her cheeks burning with humiliation. “Good,” I murmured, low enough for her alone. “Before breakfast, and after. Don’t forget.” Her eyes widened, the reality sinking deeper. I gestured toward her plate. “Finish your food.” She obeyed quickly this time, almo
Piece by piece, she had been unraveling under my victories. The deck of cards sat between us like a loaded weapon, each round stripping away not just her adornments but her composure. Her bangles lay scattered like fallen chains, her earrings glinted against the wood, her anklet was coiled like a sm







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