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Lydia Martin personifies (eunoia) wrote in paradisolog,

While Lydia didn't make any move to shrug Finnick off, she didn't appear to be all that consoled either, largely because she wasn't. She'd been going out of her way not to think about Aiden in her waking hours, because she had been plagued with nightmares about he and Allison on and off since their deaths and that was more than enough for her taste. "I know," she said quickly. "I know you didn't, I'm not mad or anything, I just..." Didn't like to think about it, she thought, but didn't actually say, letting her voice trail off because she was pretty sure that it was kind of a given.

"I don't care who said it, just that they did. It wasn't a secret, the only reason you didn't know already was because I got the impression that you didn't want to, so I intentionally didn't say. My problem isn't that you know, my problem is people talking behind my freaking back like I'm too stupid to eventually find out about it. That's my problem," she clarified, frowning.

Was there even anyone on this stupid island she could trust?

As soon as that thought cropped up, she knew that it was an overreaction and, once again, she blamed the hormones she hadn't expected to be feeling quite this early into the pregnancy. Oh my God, I should have never come for this stupid project... she thought miserably.

"I'm sorry you found out however you found out," Lydia said dully, frowning at the floor of the hut. "I would rather have told you myself, if I thought you'd wanted to know. Now it just sounds like I was being shady and I wasn't."