For the first time, at 34, she confronted her own mortality, the stark reality that she could die just like the patients before her. Some were old, others vibrant and healthy until the virus took hold, transforming their lives in an instant. What if she, too, harbored the virus within her? It lingered in her body, a silent threat poised to escape and spread through the hospital like wildfire, ready to claim more lives.She found herself adrift in uncertainty, questioning everything: Am I sick or not? Am I carrying the virus? Am I truly helping anyone? The woman she once knew—a bright, beautiful soul with a kind heart and soft-spoken nature—felt like a distant memory. Now, she was lonely and exhausted, yearning to escape, to run far from the ward, from the hospital, from a world steeped in doubt and death.
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