Madison | Alastair | Liam
Madison just rolled her eyes at Liam's feigned confusion. Was he really so privileged and perfect that he couldn't even see it? There was no way he didn't actually know what she was talking about, even if he didn't know who she was. Although, that wouldn't surprise her either, if his father had hidden her and her mother so far away that his own children in their perfect nuclear family didn't know who she was. That possibility made her even angrier, the thought that he might not even know she existed. As if he had any right to live in ignorance of her existence.
"I'm talking about y--" she was cut off by Alastair, her attention diverted for only a moment. "I'm busy," she told him, not looking at him. Part of her could tell that she was overreacting and that he was just trying to help, and that she'd been trying to keep him from seeing this side of her, but the louder part didn't care. Liam Russell could not continue on in blissful ignorance. It wasn't right, and she'd had enough.