CASSIDY'S POV
It's a long-shot, but I think my suspicions about Liam have been confirmed.
I think he too is a descendant, one of the five necessary to stop Madame.
Once everyone disbands from the living room, I discreetly follow Liam back to his room. I hesitate, but then knock on his door.
"Liam? Are you in there?" I beckon.
A few seconds later, the door creaks open revealing a fraught-faced Liam. I see his still traumatized by the occurrence two months ago, and I do not blame him. But I must explain; he may even feel less terrified after this.
"Hey," I say. "Can we talk?"
Liam allows me into his room and shuts the door. "What's up?" he says nonchalantly, as if nothing is bothering him. Wow, he has a strong facade. The only people who have that kind of barrier have had experience hiding their feelings before.
"This may sound crazy, but I have the same abilities you do."
Liam's eyes widen. "You do?"
"Yes, I do. And I want to explain everything."
I begin to ramble on about the descendants' duties to stop this evil, how he's a descendant of either Isis or Anubis, and I even explain to him my relationship with Eddie. His jaw drops at that part, but I continue on anyway.
"I want you to know that you're not alone. Eddie and I, too, have suffered through what you've been through, and you should know I'll be there for you. Ok?"
He nods. I smile and turn to exit until I am beckoned back.
"Hey, um, Cassidy?"
"Yeah?"
"This… I know this may be… it's kind of abrupt but… look, there's no one else my age and…"
"Liam, go on," I urge, hoping this is going where I think it is.
"Do you, maybe, want to go to that dance with me tomorrow?"
I smile, my mind screaming with delight. "I'd love to, Liam."