You made a promise. A promise to keep your distance and move on; to forget him. Scaramouche was the one who suggested such a thing, in order to keep you from hurting any longer.

You stood by your word, not calling him for 16 long days. Only, no matter how long you resist temptation -- you'll always lose.

So, you broke your promise -- you called him last night. You knew -- you knew you shouldn't have.