Sajan was taken aback. "Try? What are you talking about?"
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. She knew him too well. "No, Sajan, tell me the truth." Sajan was taken aback
The words hung in the air like a challenge. Sajan felt a cold sweat trickle down his spine. He knew he had to tread carefully, but his mind was a blank.
"You don't even try anymore, do you?" she accused, her voice low but venomous. Sajan got up and walked towards her, trying
Sajan hesitated before answering, "Just someone from work."
The door creaked open, and Yamayi walked in, her heels clicking on the marble floor. Sajan, lying on the bed, turned to face her, trying to muster up a smile. She knew him too well
"Everything," she spat. "Our relationship, us, you. You've given up, Sajan. And I don't know if I can do this anymore."