She didn't want to hear about Amelia. She didn't want to hear about any of it. Her shoulders shook, and try as she may, she couldn't stop the tears. "When - when did I leave?" she choked out. "Scorpius said - he said I was here when he arrived four months ago. That - that was the second time? How long before that had I left? I don't - how - even if it was two years--" Her voice broke. "How could you stop loving me that fast? Was it something I did? Was I - was I different? I don't understand."
She hugged the blanket tighter as the world spun around her. Teddy didn't love her. The very foundation of who she was and everything she lived for - Teddy didn't love her. And her baby would be fatherless, just like he had been. And if she disappeared again, it would be motherless, too. An orphan. She hadn't wanted it to begin with, but now that there was nothing she could do about it... As much as Teddy's betrayal hurt, that thought hurt even more. And it was her fault. She hadn't been here for him. She'd disappeared and hadn't come back, and he - how had he fallen out of love with her so quickly? Had he always felt so tentative about her? Had he only married her to officially be part of the family, rather than how he'd really felt?
It wasn't fair to him, but she couldn't stop those questions from swirling around her mind. And worse, she couldn't ask him about them, because they clearly hadn't been married in his time. He wouldn't know. He wasn't her Teddy.