"How many?" He said, glaring at her. "I asked how many." He deserved to know. or at least, it would be easier to try and hate her this way.
"Okay, so I'm the one in the wrong. I'm the one who sent you running into other people's arms. I'm the bad guy here. Is that what you believe Cho? Or is that just what's making this a little bit easier for you?" He bit down hard on the inside of his lip. If he didn't get out of there soon he'd probably do something he would regret. Like show her how bad this hurt by crying. He shouldn't have let her know him this well. He shouldn't have cared this much.