[Betty is completely composed driving all the way to the campus.

It's only when she reaches the parking lot and turns off the car that it catches up with her. She tears up, dabbing her eyes with a few tissues and letting herself have a weak moment where no one can see.

He'll be alright, she keeps telling herself. It was just so hard. It always was.

Next time. She will hope for next time. Right now, she had a lecture to give.]