Hermione focused on whether or not she should convince Augustus not to go through with the plan because she didn't want to think about the last words he said to her before she left Cornwall. Of course, the more she tried not to think about them, the more they bothered her and consumed her entirely. Why was everyone so convinced that she was in love with her husband? It didn't make the least bit of sense to her. Augustus wasn't the only one to suggest such a bizarre idea. Yes, she cared for Antonin. Once he was even her best friend. But did respect and fondness mean that she was in love with him? She didn't think so. No one knew the details of their relationship except for the two of them. If Antonin believed that she loved him as much as everyone else seemed to, why would he be so jealous of the other men that had been in her life before him? She couldn't reconcile those thoughts.