"I hope he noticed I wore his favorite color today," a voice rang out, clear as a bell. Chintan looked around. A young woman was walking silently past him, her lips unmoving.
Chintan froze. The Goddess had taken him literally. He could hear the inner thoughts of every woman around him. "I hope he noticed I wore his favorite
"If he asks me what I want for dinner one more time without making a decision himself, I might actually scream," another voice echoed. This time, it was an elderly woman sitting on a stone bench, looking perfectly serene. " a voice rang out