Liam
I sat there with a throbbing headache, wishing for some peace and quiet, thinking that only Jonas would be at my house, cleaning up the mess I made last night.
But this time, my mother was with him, arriving with her loud and annoying voice.
The moment I exhaled, I wished for a bit more air, just enough to help me breathe more easily.
“Get married and give me grandchildren, Liam. Don’t you feel sorry for your mother?”
That topic again. I’ve lost count of how many times she’s talked about marriage. Even though I’ve answered her many times, she still does whatever she wants.
Barging into my house like this is proof of it. I’m already an adult, and I want my own peace without being disturbed.
As I lifted my head and looked at her, she stood right in front of me.
“Jonas, aren’t yo
