The whole question and answer felt like a childish game to me, and I know when it comes to games, Christain will always want to come up on top.

"Please excuse us, Liam".

Before they get to finish each other's sentence, I dragged Christain over to my room, closed the door behind, and regained my eyes to him.

"What the hell was that?"  I asked waiting for a reasonable explanation.

"What is what Sara? Please don't tell me you're going to marry a man like Liam Khan?".

I get this weird feeling every time I hear someone call his name, Liam Khan, there's a little dose of Power attached to...