"No."
Marionette refused without thinking twice.
Davina froze. "No?"
Marionette nodded firmly. "No."
Davina looked personally betrayed. "Who are you and what have you done with my best friend?"
Marionette pinched the bridge of her nose. "I stopped drinking."
The words felt strange coming out of her mouth.
Davina stared at her as though she had just announced the end of the world. "You?"
"Yes."
"The same Marionette who once argued that wine should be classified as medicine?"
"It was a reasonable argument." Marionette nodded.
"It absolutely was not."
Marionette tried not to smile. For a while now, she had deliberately avoided alcohol.
After her grandfather's death, many things had changed. Some habits had simply become too difficult to revisit.
Davina's expression softened. "M
