But Yamayi wasn't buying it. She knew him too well. "No, Sajan, tell me the truth."
The air was thick with tension. Sajan got up and walked towards her, trying to bridge the gap between them. But as he approached, Yamayi turned around, her eyes flashing with anger. But Yamayi wasn't buying it
The sun had just set over the bustling streets of Mumbai, casting a golden glow over the towering skyscrapers. But in a small, seemingly ordinary apartment, a storm was brewing. This was the residence of Sajan, a man in his late thirties, known for his charming demeanor and seemingly perfect life. However, behind closed doors, Sajan's life was far from perfect. Sajan got up and walked towards her, trying
Sajan was taken aback. "Try? What are you talking about?" But in a small, seemingly ordinary apartment, a
Sajan hesitated before answering, "Just someone from work."
His wife, Yamayi, a woman of equal age, had been acting strange over the past few weeks. She was distant, colder than usual, and Sajan couldn't fathom why. Their relationship, which once seemed so strong, now felt like it was on the verge of shattering.
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