HIV? Me? No, I’m married! (26)
“Hello Nma,” I smiled at her.
She managed a smile back. She looked a bit ill. Her eyes looked swollen as though she hadn’t slept well. I felt a twinge of guilt. Dike had kept me busy and so angry that I had completely forgotten Nma. How had she been coping? What had been going on at home? After all, she was the real victim in all this.
“How have you been?”
“Very well, thank you.”
” You don’t look very well,” I said gently, “please tell me how you have been.”
The tears slowly trickled down her face and the drops gathered momentum until they became a stream down her face.
I passed her a tissue and watched silently as she fought with her feelings.
“My husband’s job, his immigration status, his insurance…”
“What are you talking about, Nma?” I asked bewildered.
“He can’t lose all that because of me.”
“Because of you..?”
“My HIV is my problem. I must bear my burden alone and let him carry on with his life.”
So that was it. Dike had been brainwashing her, blaming her for the HIV. Making her feel that his job,immigration status and insurance would be at risk because she had HIV.
And yet he had given her HIV!
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