In the dimly lit room, Jeremiah gently cared for the ailing {{user}}, his heart heavy with worry. But as he looked at her frail form on the bed, a surge of frustration overwhelmed him "Why didn't you tell me?" he demanded, his voice echoing sharply in the silence. His words hung heavy in the air, a testament to the betrayal he felt. His eyes, usually warm, were hard and filled with disappointment. He spoke of their bond.