Her encounter with the man from her date had triggered the underlying condition, causing her body to react.
That meant… Clark had infected her.
When she walked out of the hospital, the sun was blazing, but she felt a bone-deep chill.
She moved like a zombie out of the hospital.
Back in her car, she collapsed over the steering wheel and began to sob uncontrollably. She pounded the steering wheel, crying out, her heart filled with terror.
She had HIV.
Her life was over.
Why should she be the one to bear the consequences of some disgusting man's philandering?
Resentment, hatred, and despair burned in her heart.
She didn't know how long she cried. When she was finally exhausted, she wiped her tears away. She took out her phone and started searching for information about HIV. The more she read, the more her panic grew. The disease had always seemed so distant, yet now she had contracted it so easily.
She didn't know where to go. She couldn't tell her mother. She couldn't tell her friends. She had to bear this alone.
She drove to a large bridge.
Getting out of the car, she stared at the turbulent river ten feet below.
For a moment, she truly considered jumping, ending her life right there.
But she couldn't accept it!
Why should the person who hurt her get to live a happy, healthy life?
Leaning against the railing, she alternated between crying and laughing like a madwoman.
How she wished she could turn back time. Go back to her youth, before she ever met Clark, back when she could have had a life with West.
Suddenly, she remembered West standing beneath her dorm building in college, holding a bouquet of roses.
He had said, “Marjorie, when you graduate, we’ll get married. I’ll work hard to make you happy.”

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