There was an irrefutable magnetism surrounding Sahana. With an alluring persona and a boisterous demeanor, she was the centre of attraction at her workplace. She was a free bird who lived alone on her own terms and often ended up sloshed during her weekly midnight parties at the most happening pubs in town. Reya, her colleague, used to envy her carefree lifestyle and many a time wished they could switch places.
With quivering fingers, a dewy-eyed Reya held the thin sheet of paper. The mask was off. It was Sahana’s suicide note which read – “Loneliness killed me”.