She wanted to scream and pout and stomp around but Pete's quiet resignation made it impossible. Still, it seemed unfair she had to worry about him when all she wanted to do was obsess over the possibility that Lena really was having an affair with Vlad--
"I can't fucking deal with this!" she finally shrieked. "I'm going to my room!" She was going to contact Lena to find out the truth -- Pete had to be lying.