"I'm so glad I made a new friend today!" is what I said that day while cooking mushroom soup, sadly looking at my family photo. My family? Well, I'm an only child with both my parents abroad. Don't get me wrong. They spoil me, a lot. They often send me gifts and everything that I needed. As for Liam, he is in a family of five with two siblings in which he is the middle child. He said his father was abusive that taking Finn on a walk was a great excuse to leave the house. As much as I want to help him, my parents told me that I should never get involved with anyone to avoid making enemies. I could never disobey my parents as I was only 16. They work so hard to give me everything except their time, but that's already enough for me..
The next day, Liam and I got to know each other for two months. He would escape his abusive father and would visit my apartment often. We would cook together, walk Finn together, I would play him songs using the guitar I have at home. He would help me with my homework as he is a year older than I. He was perfectly kind, caring, generous, brave, soft spoken, and most importantly husband material and I knew that fell for him so hard. How could I not? He was too good to be true.