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The victim card

He spoke, and I replied; he spoke again, and I countered. Our words danced in the air, each one a step in a relentless waltz of voices. Our conversation grew more intense and then he accused me of playing the victim card. “Am I really doing that?” I wondered. The thought stung, and I realized it was time for a […]

The Wedding Vows: A Perennial Love Story

Here they were, 2 of them, on a frosty December morning in 2001, thoroughly enjoying the drive amidst the mountains.
The next moment when she opened her eyes in the hospital, everything had changed. The blood report said “HIV Positive”, and the envelop read “Sia”. It felt like a thunderbolt and in that moment, she wanted to find solace in her fiance’s arms, but he was nowhere in sight.