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“You came here.” It was not exactly a question. Daniel stared at me in confusion as I walked into his room and sat at the farthest edge of his bed from where he was. He seemed to be tenser than I was — and I was the one who had been attacked.

“Danielle, I—“

“When were you planning on telling me?” I asked and made eye contact with him. He parted his lips to fix and tear-filled eyes morphed into confusion and I could see a crease form on his forehead.

“Telling you what?” He finally found words and stood up.

“About you — about yourself, about your condition? How long did you think you could hide it? One month? Two months tops? Then I would find out. Huh?” I asked and I felt my eyes sting with tears.

“Danielle, I’m sorry and I will understand if you hate me—“

“No one’s talking about hate Daniel! I’m trusting here! Mutual trust! The kind that you don’t have in me.” I breathed. “I’ve been through worse things in my life, believe me, but this, this hurts me and it’s not because of these sc
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