End

Before Mary's arrest

"What do you mean by this?!" Oliver burst out clutching hard against George's collar, his eyes bulged and red in anger while the other two, Robert and William, were trying to hold Oliver steady so that he wouldn't do anything he would probably regret later. 

"I mean what I said, Oliver. He is really your son. " Oliver found his lips quivering, his hands detach themselves away from George's collar and they were trembling while he remained dazed.

He is your son.

Liam... he is my son.

Liam is really...m-my son?

He said he is...

It was as if Oliver was chanting inside, his mind overturned with all their thought swirling around and he just stood still too into his thought that he was unaware of William shaking him by his forearms and calling out for him.