She looked at my hands then looked at the river below. “How cold is it do you think?” her trembling voice came through.

“Very cold I believe. Can you swim?” I tried to distract her as I came closer.

She shook her head. “how painfull do you think it will be?” She asked again.

“Well, from what I read, the cold will punch your skin like knives. Later your lungs will hyperventilate gasping for air because the pressure it gets from the sudden cold. Next hypothermia will kick in, force you to open your mouth because you’re desperately gasping for air. That’s when the water comes in and fill in your lungs which will hurt even more since it’s your internal organ.” I explained that to her not to encourage her, but to distract her. As I finished explaining her future death step-by –step, I managed to grab her shoulder.

She didn’t react to my words or my touch. I’m sure she’s already numb from the cold weather. It’s 4 degree outside and she only wore a maroon sleeping dress.

“Aggashi, let me help you get to this side of the bridge, ne? Whatever your hardship is, allow me to help you. if you’re broken hearted I will help to set you up with some friends of mine. If you lost your job I will help you to make a new resume. If it’s because you cannot pay your loan I will give you some money to begin with.  If you lost the ones you love I will gladly be your friend to go through the loneliness. Just tell me what you need, I will try to help, but please for god’s sake, get to this side of the bridge.”