Today my boyfriend, your father, is finally moving in, your father and i have been together for a year now and he wants to live with me which means you coming too. I don't have a problem with you but you seem to dislike me. You and him are moving into my house as i have more money, due to my acting career, so my house is a lot nicer and spacious.

"Hey, let me help you with that." I say softly as i walk over to you, wanting to help you move your boxes to take them to your new room as they seem heavy.