"When did he die? " I asked as I looked at the tomb.

"He died a year after we got out of school. He met a fatal accident.  It is said he tried to call someone and got hit by a bus" She said looking straight in my eyes.

The rain is still pouring, like a cold shower.  wet. Her white saree got transparent because of rain.

I removed my coat and gave it to her but she refused as she adjusted her saree.

"Why didn't you tell me before... That he's dead. " I asked her.

"Only I know about the accident. Even my friends don't know about this. So I pretended not to know but you finally came to know" She said.

"The reason why I took the letters and why I know a lot about him?  Because  I liked him, Ani" She said.

"I liked him, but he never looks at anyone but his books. But one day he started to receive letters from my friends who tried to fool him. It really annoyed me how they used his innocence. But I didn't bust them! I came to know his love for Y/N through his letter. I felt sorry for him.  And I felt more sorry when he started to write her letters. So I took it without anyone knowing.  At least it made him look less pathetic. I hate how they laugh at him when they were playing tricks at him. "

"After exams, he started to act more violently because he had severe mental issues. His family started to care less about him. And when he died they're finally free of a mentally ill son. They have another heir now. "She said.

"I visit him every now and then. To make him less lonely. " She said.

"Why didn't you actually tell others? "I asked.

"I don't want to disrespect Aswin anymore. They forgot him for damn good. "She said.

"Still sending messages in the name of the dead guy is wrong.  It could get you into prison" I said as I quickly regretted the 'prison' part.

" I'm not the one who did this. As much as I  hate what happened to Aswin and didn't like my friends' prank, I love my friends and I won't let them suffer like that. "She said.

"Who else knows about this thing? Because they mentioned  'Miss. T.' thing.Someone who could know this should have done" I asked her.

"I don't know Ani. I never told anyone. " She said.

We walked back to the car.

"Sorry. For pulling your hair... And for doubting you" I said as she stroked the part where I clenched.

"Don't tell anyone including my friends, that I liked him and I know he's dead. "She said and I agreed.

I thought Sri Devi planned everything for her deceased crush for a second and I'm wrong.

"I'm sorry," I said as I started driving.

"For what? " She asked.

"How hard must it be for you to lose him," I said.

"I said I liked him, Had a crush but it all destructed when I  came to know he's interested in Y/N. And I liked somebody else after him and you'll laugh if I say who's that" She said.

Though it's not my business. I had an urge to know who it is.

I looked at her to know the answer.

"Atharva"

Unexpected.

"I had a crush on him from our first car drive.  But Anjali liked him so I never told anyone. Turns out he liked Y/N as well. But I didn't hate Y/N for that. " she said. 

I dropped her in a bus stand near her house.

And the next person I need to question is...