[Once they're outside, far enough away from the commotion that she knows they're safe from making a scene, she turns to face him head-on.]

Last year, after the--I was crying and you said, you told me, you looked me in the eyes and said "Rosella, it'll be okay, trust me, I would never lie to you." And you wouldn't, I know you wouldn't, you would never lie to me, not ever. Not even if--

[She stops short, collects herself, tries again.]

You wouldn't, would you? Ever? About anything?