Oh, Abhi... She wipes her tears away angrily as she hears the car start up outside. Her fists clench at her sides, frustration welling up inside of her. She should have gone after him; instead, she let him leave on his own accord. Now what? Now she has to wait for him to come back and hope that he's in a better mood or ready to talk about whatever is bothering him?

I don't know... Maybe I shouldn't have let you go like that, but...

Oh God... What happened? Is everything okay? You look horrible!