Grace’s pov
“Sorry did you say something?” I asked Maxim who shook his head.
“No, please enjoy,” he said and then left my office.
I looked at the desk.
I guess I can be clumsy at times and forget that he was my husband.
He knew me by heart and made sure I had all the food I wanted even when he was gone for business.
It became a tradition for us, to go to that same hotel room when I was on my period.
I would order everything I wanted, and we would just sit there and watch movies.
Since I am emotional on such days I would just cry my eyes out at the little things.
“The hotel room has been booked,” Charles said.
I took all my things and went straight to the hotel room.
The view, the memories, and the room still look the same.
I wonder why, the hotel gets renovated every sing
