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‘Tests again?’

‘Yes, we have to check for tumours,’ she said. She felt sorry for him. The
first man she didn’t imagine or want dead.
‘Is there anything I don’t have?’ he asked.

‘We suspect the steroids you took could have caused the tumours in your
kidneys and liver. Studies have shown it is a delayed side effect. We believe

excessive drinking made it worse and that’s what’s taking you down.’
‘I never told you that I took steroids,’ he said and smirked at the perfect

smoke ring he had just blown. The rolled-up joint burnt to its end and he
threw it on the ground.

‘Arman knew.’
‘He knew? How?’
‘He looked at you and he could tell you had been a sports guy or a gym

guy during some part of your life. He inferred that since you were a rash,
irresponsible and impatient guy, you would take steroids to grow bigger or

get stronger faster.’
‘Such a bastard,’ he muttered. Zarah saw a brief smile on his face.

‘Is he wrong?’
He shook his head and lit another one. Zarah snatched it from him and

threw it away. ‘Enough,’ she said.
‘But he could have been wrong,’ he grumbled and got up. They started to
walk towards the hospital entrance.

‘He confirmed it. He talked to Kajal.’
She saw the blood drain from Dushyant’s face. Whatever was left of it.

He looked at her shocked, violated.
‘Why? That fucker!’

‘We took your medical history and you never told us anything about
steroids. Had you told us, he wouldn’t have talked to her,’ she responded.

Dushyant’s discomfort was apparent. Zarah wanted to ask him about
Kajal but she didn’t want to poke around. They got into the lift and walked
in silence to his room. His hands brushed against her a few times, but she

didn’t panic. No sweating. No freaking out. No horrifying images in her
head.