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I could feel my eyes burn with tears, I sniffed so the tears would not drop and thankfully I was able to put my emotions under control and I did just that. I looked away as I stood up to go meet Liam, my son must have been hurt to speak like that. He's not the one to talk but I guess when he finally does, this is the outcome.

"Liam!" I called out as I knocked on the door but there was no response. He's probably so angry with me that he doesn't even want to speak to me.

"Liam, I'm coming in okay?" I said and opened the door, I felt really sad and guilty the minute I saw him like that on the bed curled up in the corner. My palm immediately became sweaty as I had no idea what to use as an excuse to defend myself.

All these years, I have succeeded in hiding them away from the world. But I guess my kids are not so little anymore and they are starting to ask for answers to a lot of things. I bent down on my knees and carried Liam into my arms, I remember when I had just given birth to him