Like most men she had had both the pleasure and the misfortune of knowing over the years, Augustus was oblivious to the changes in her thoughts. He wasn't even aware that she had more than just a passing concern that one day Antonin would show up on the doorstep again. No matter what she said to him, he would never be able to understand that she was running from more than just the embarrassed man she made a cuckold. Hurt feelings and petulant men were not the main issues. He didn't understand why she was so intent to run from the life that once upon a time she believed she was satisfied to keep living.