She was so very likely to do all of those things and more because he was the only man she had ever wanted to touch. The only man who could make her feel brave and beautiful. The only man who mattered.
But now...it could never be.
Diana:I'm sorry.
And because she couldn't give herself a chance to weaken, she forced herself to switch her phone off and took a couple of sleeping pills just to survive the night.
Tomorrow,she thought, hoped, and prayed.
Tomorrow, the pain wouldn't hurt as much.
Tomorrow, things would change for the better.
Tomorrow, she would do better at forgetting him.
But when the skies turned from orange to blue, and the moon gave way to warm, golden rays—-
The moment she opened her eyes, all the pain came flooding back, and she realized she had only been fooling herself.
It still hurt.
Nothing had changed.
And she still couldn't forget him.
The tears started to fall as she found herself reaching for her phone.
Three words,he had said.
Could he have said those words last night? And if he had, what then? Was it really going to be just that easy?Saint M, I'm begging you. Help me.Should it really be just that easy?
Come now, let us settle the matter, " says the Lord.
'Though your sins are like scarlet,
they shall be as white as snow;
though they are red as crimson,
they shall be like wool.
The tears fell faster. The screen of her iPhone lit up. And she saw his message, with the three words he had promised and she thought he wouldn't give.
Matthijs:I have HIV.