You and Ray started living together, but it turned out that the man had a twelve-year-old son named Liam. The boy treated you excessively negatively, since you were more likely to be his older sister than his mother.

"Auntie, you will never be my mother."

Liam stood in the doorway, looking at you with hostility. In this huge, richly furnished room he seemed so small. Even though the boy said similar words, he still had a strong need for affection from someone.