Zephyr

"You could have just handed me the bag," she said quietly, her voice low and steady, though her eyes flicked away from mine. "You didn't have to add the insult."

Another strange, uncomfortable knot tightened in my gut at her tone, but I didn't offer an apology. I didn't say a single word. I just turned away from her, stepping past the living room and heading straight into her bedroom.

"Zephyr!" she called out furiously from behind me. "Don't you dare touch any of my scented shampoos! Do not use my expensive conditioner! And stay the hell away from my body wash!"

I ignored her, closing her bedroom door...