(Allison's POV)

"You look so beautiful, Mummy," Liam complimented my dress.

"You think so?" I asked with a smile.

"I don’t just think so, Mummy; I know so. You may not be a celebrity, but those celebrities can’t come close to your beauty," Liam praised me again.

I crouched down to his height, playfully ruffling his hair. "You're so good with words! Where did you learn that?" I asked, and he grinned.

"Because you're beautiful, Mummy. I'm just speaking the truth."

"Thanks for the compliment, son," I smiled at him.

"Come and have your dinner, Liam," Aunt Hilda said, emerging from the kitchen as she set the table for Liam's...