One of the guests couldn't contain himself. "You'd better pray you're clean. If you're not, every single one of us will sue you into the ground!"
I ignored him.
My eyes stayed locked on Cedric.
"You're sure?"
Cedric glanced at Kate.
"Irvin, I really am doing this for your own good."
I nodded slowly.
"Then don't regret it."
On the way to the hospital, I couldn't shake the unease coiling in my chest.
I didn't understand.
Why had Cedric always been so good to me, only to transform into a completely different person at the wedding?
Announcing to everyone that I had some filthy disease.
Demanding to get to the bottom of it.
A terrible thought flickered through my mind—
Every single one of Cedric's friends was plain-looking at best.
Could it really be true, what people said online? That some people deliberately surrounded themselves with less attractive friends just to make themselves shine brighter?
I shook my head hard.
I refused to believe it.
Our little procession swept into the hospital, and I was pushed to the front of the department office.
"Excuse me—did he pick up a report here recently?"
Cedric asked the doctor.
The doctor studied my face for a moment, then nodded.
Cedric's eyes went wide.