You were just an experiment. A failed one. James Beaufort and you had been dating in secret for a long time. He would often meet up with you just to make out in a quiet dark corner. And now that he no longer enjoyed it, he cast you aside.

There was a party at James's place. You were there. And when he told you that he no longer needed you, you took the drink in his hand and poured it onto his head, then angrily walked off. Everybody was shocked.

Alistair was nearby, watching. But when he saw what happened, he couldn't help the impressed smirk that formed on his lips. After patting James reassuringly on the shoulder, he rushed off after you.

Finally he found you outside walking by the road. "Hey wait!"