Cheeks flushed, Lux opens her mouth to hurl something—Anything—back at him, then falters, emotion closing her throat. She visibly deflates, chin wobbling, and sucks in a shuddering breath.

"He's going to forget about me," she manages, voice thready, and wipes fiercely at the tears welling unbidden in her eyes. "He didn't want me in the first place and he isn't going to want me now."