‘The sweating’

I felt like someone dropped a bombshell on me. That couldn’t be right. I was sure that she was not speaking about the same Neha. How could a girl with whom I was talking for the past many days could turn to be a dead girl? It seemed inconceivable.

“How did she die?” even though I was trying not to believe the words she was saying, but still, I asked in worrisome. My heart was not ready to accept the truth.