He furrowed his brows. “Your dice set is literally on your desk, where it always is.”
I wanted to smack my forehead.
“Not mydie, as in dice,” I corrected. “Mydye.Like, my hair dye?”
Saffron shrugged. He picked up a pink DVD case with the word ‘love’ in big letters. Another one of the million asinine romance movies in his hoard.
“I dunno what to tell you, dude,” he said. “I didn’t touch it.”
“We share a bathroom.”
“So?”
“You’re the only other person who could’ve touched it,” I argued.
Saffron snorted. “You know other people can just walk into it, right? It’s not like, forbidden.”
Frustration choked me up. This recent song-and-dance was already getting old. I hated arguing with Saffron. Why was it happening all the time lately?
“It was you. I know it was,” I accused. “You were probably daydreaming about fated mates or something, knocked it off the counter, and didn’t notice.”
Saffron glared at me, his familiar golden eyes burning. He was sensitive about that topic. “Aurum, why are you making shit up? I told you, I didn’t touch it. Why the hell would I move your dye?”
“I don’t know,” I grumbled.
To get back at me for... something,I thought. But I didn’t say that.
He rolled his eyes. “See? You can’t even think of a reason.” He placed the DVD in its slot. “Was that all, or did you come in here to yell at me?”
“I’m not yelling at you,” I grouched.
“Yeah, sure. And I don’t own three copies ofLove, Actually.”
My mouth curled into a sneer. “Dude, that movie sucks. Like, why did that guy cheat on his wife? It’s stupid. I wish she was a dragon so she could’ve just eaten him.”
Saffron’s lips curved into a matching smirk, but there was no accompanying laughter. Usually when I lovingly teased him about his hoard, he’d at least chuckle. Right now, he seemed too weary to deal with me, which upset me to the core. We were twins. Wealwayshad energy to deal with each other.
“Check the bathroom floor,” Saffron suggested, turning his attention back to the shelf. “Your dye probably rolled under the counter.”
My shoulders slumped. Now he was trying to get rid of me. He didn’t even want to talk anymore?
“Fine, I see how it is,” I muttered.
“Aurum, where are you going?” he called in frustration.
Twisting on my heel, I trudged into the hall. I abandoned the idea of checking the bathroom floor for my dye. Since Saffron and I shared an ensuite, I’d have to marinate in his bad vibes from the next room, which I couldn’t tolerate for a second longer.
“Good morning, Aurum.”
Jade’s voice manifested like a ghost behind me. I jumped, clutching my chest to calm my heart palpitations.
“Dude, you scare people,” I mumbled.
He smiled. “My apologies. I was simply walking down the hall when you stormed out of your room and cut me off.”
I hadn’t even seen him—but then again, I was too pissed off to notice anything. “My bad.”
Jade tilted his head. “Speaking of your room, I heard a commotion inside. It sounded uneasy. Is everything all right?”
