[The reaction was what she was expecting, but that didn't mean it didn't hurt and, when he pulled back even further, she took a deep breath. Hugging herself around her middle, she shook her head once as he spoke.]

I'm not-- Oliver, I'm not your fiancee. I never was. You didn't want me. [She exhaled, frowning, then reached up to rub her hand across her forehead, feeling completely out of sorts herself.] I know it's going to take time, all of it is. Being here. I still think we need to work on getting home.