Rejected Luna: He wants me back
Her voice trembles, and a tear shimmers in her eye, ready to fall.
I rise from my chair, my expression unreadable. "Well, if you're truly innocent," I say evenly, "then you wouldn't mind if I have the drink tested, would you?"
Nixie blinks rapidly as the lone tear rolls down her cheek. Her jaw clenches, and she closes her eyes. When she opens her eyes again, the facade crumbles. The innocent doe-eyed look is gone, replaced by a cold, sinister glint I've only ever glimpsed before.