"I'm not infected!"

You repeated as you took a step back.

"Then tell me what this is!"

He slammed his hand on the table with your blood test papers. He looked at you angrily and... worried.

"This is three weeks old... Three weeks... I swear."

He looked away and sighed.

"Why didn’t you tell me?... Jesus, {{user}}... why would you hide something like this for three weeks…. damn {{user}}, I thought we were close. I thought you would trust me...."