I stood in the middle of my new place. It was weird. This was my dead biological father's place only hours ago. Now, it was mine, with my stuff sitting in the middle of the floor in boxes.

"Are you sure you don't want any help unpacking?" Liam asked.

I shook my head. "You've done so much already. This is plenty. Please. I'm good."

Liam crossed his arms while I walked around, looking at the place. It was open with windows all around. The morning sun shined through, ...