Maxim’s pov
She was quiet, too quiet that I didn’t like it at all.
She was looking outside the window.
I get it, but I also don’t understand.
I am saddened too and angry that someone Kate trusted did something like this.
I remember him, he was the first person that Kate introduced me to.
She told me that he is a lot like family, and I am sure I still have that picture.
That night when I went there for dinner he took a picture with me and Kate.
I remember how he made fun of us that day, and how special his restaurant was to my Kate.
The smile she had on her face that night when she told me stories of her growing up.
It felt as if I had become a part of her world.
As if she had truly let me in, her community was the most important thing to her.
They were her identity;
