The Letter.

Chandni stood at the end an old, rusty looking wooden bridge. The sound of the water below was loud making her feet shake. Her mind drifted to her meeting an hour earlier. 

She entered the small cafe that had a rather big garden outside and very little seating space inside. 4 rosewood tables were set out with chairs making it a very intimate place. 

She found Dev waiting for her sitting by the white French windows with bright yellow curtains.

“Hi" he tried to be cordial.

“Why did you called me here?” blurted Chandni. 

"Sorry to have called you like this--

“Spare the sweet talk and come to the point” she said dismissing the waiter heading their way. 

“Okay. So. You know. I uh. You can. I know. The letter”  he said finally.

Chandni's face turned pale. She composed herself hoping that Dev hadn't her expression change. How could he have known she thought. 

“Wh! What letter?” she said outside. 

"The one that Simran's body was found with. The one that was written in blood, signed by--

“ Shh. Okay. What about it?”

“I'd be asking What do you want?, if I were you” 

Chandni's eyes were red now but there was also a stream of sweat trickling down her spine. She was trying to think on her feet. 

She was about to say something when Dev's phone rang.

“What? Where?” he exclaimed while hurriedly walking out of the cafe gesturing Chandni that he would get in touch with her again.

Breathing a sigh of relief, she ran out of the cafe the next moment.

She was dragged to the present by the scary sounds of the water.

How could she have done what she had? 

The question resonated so loud in her head that she forgot about her Aquaphobia, closed her eyes, covered her ears with her hands and walked straight ahead. 

There was a splash followed by bubbles coming from the water now. After sometime the bubbles stopped.

 

To Be Continued...

 

CHS