[In some ways this hurts more than hearing he met someone. That wasn't his choice. He wouldn't have remembered her there. But this? He came back and he knew he should have called and he just didn't?
He just let her feel that way all day? All the crushing hopelessnes and despair?
This time she does pull away, getting to her feet. She doesn't leave, but she has to get some distance. Some pacing.]
Do you have any idea what... [Her voice starts to tremble so she stops herself, reaching for her cigarettes instead, turned away.]