She didn't know what prompted him to make such a confession. Maybe he was hoping that she would tell him the same, but she had too much respect for him to continue lying. At least about that. It was better that she just not admit to the two men she'd been with since she returned. One of them she would always regret, the other she was less sure every passing day how she actually felt. Part of her had given up hope that she would ever understand her fascination with Draco. Even after he betrayed her to Rodolphus, she still worried about him, still wondered where he was and what he was doing.