It was time for dinner. The atmosphere at the dining table felt like a heavy war zone. On one side sat Samaya and Ruhi, all dressed up and settled tightly next to Aarav and Reyansh. On the other side sat Meher and Dev.
Samaya deliberately placed a piece of chicken on Aarav’s plate. “Aarav, you used to love this, right? Come, let me feed you with my own hands?” she said, pressing her breasts against Aarav’s arm.





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