Our secret relationship had become the center of both our worlds. After weeks of intense private nights, Priya suggested something bolder: a public dinner date in a upscale Gurgaon restaurant. “I want to feel like a normal couple for once,” she said. “Even if we have to be careful.”

I agreed, excited and nervous. That Saturday, I met her at the restaurant. She looked breathtaking in a fitted black dress that highlighted her cleavage and curves. Heads turned as she walked in. We sat at a corner table, hands touching discreetly under the tablecloth.