Maxim’s pov
I walked into their home and found Dr Allen sitting on the couch.
He had a glass of whiskey waiting for me.
I sat down and took it, “saw the way Grace was when she came back,” he said.
How does he seem to know everything?
How does he seem to understand her more than I do?
I get it, they have known each other for a while now.
But even if I knew her, now I can’t even tell what she is thinking.
I don’t even know how to reach out to her or make her open up.
“So, you must have known that it wasn’t going to be easy,” I said, and he chuckled and nodded.
“All the things that are worth it in life are hard,” he answered.
Sometimes, when I talk to him, I feel like I am talking to a sage.
He is so wise; he feels more like a father figure than my father did.
He reminds m
