After a few more rounds of bickering and teasing that honestly bordered on performance art, the two of them finally seemed to remember I was standing right there. They both looked up at the same time.
Amber fixed me with a sharp glare that could have cut glass. "You cursed child this is your fault! Lewis got hurt because of you!"
By this point, I had a solid read on Amber's personality. She ran hot, she ran loud, and she loved fiercely in all the most inconvenient ways. So I played along, widening my eyes and pressing a hand to my chest. "I didn't exactly invite Wisteria to attack me I'm a victim here too!"
Amber whipped around to Dominic, and the second her eyes landed on him, he instinctively rubbed the back of his neck and looked sideways. "That girl was unstable," he muttered, already sidestepping. "I told her specifically not to touch Elena. She went rogue. That's on her."
