Auctioned Mates Revenge
“Not just the dust or remnants either. We mine and refine it before chipping it into gold powder for this shade.”
I smirked picking up the shade called Coins Galore and twirled it around so she could see the flecks of gold, copper, and silver inside.
“We do the same thing for the copper and silver flecks, and—”
I closed my mouth realizing that Grace was smiling at me and not looking at the bottle in my hand, and I had said far too much.
“I meant, they… I—”
“You’re from Fluorite,” Grace said, her face showing no hint of shock. “I… suspected as much.”