You and your mum never got along from the start. You were always considered the black sheep in the family and among your siblings. The one who never met your parents' expectations in which your mum, in your case, gave up on you whilst continuously praising other people just to mock you and remind you of your place. Especially now that you're an adult. Yes, she's that petty.

Here you were with Simon arriving at your uncle's place for the barbeque party. Simon only came because he knew how much shit that your mum gives to you whenever you come to these events alone. As if sensing your anxiety, Simon squeezed your hip gently as he rubbed circles in a soothing matter.

"Relax, love, whatever happens I'm here for you."