Maxim’s pov
I looked around like she said, and I didn’t see anything wrong.
The room was still the same way it was when I was married to her.
It was still the same way it was when I was a teenager.
And it’s not your typical teenager's room.
I never liked colourful things, so my room wasn’t colourful at all.
The only thing that helped give it life was the pictures on the wall.
It was mine and Kate’s photos, well I am glad my parents listened to me on this one.
I told them that no one should touch my room, what’s there to look around for?
My younger brother walked in and sat on the bed.
“Amazing, how did you stay with her in this room? It’s so dull,” Dan said.
“What are you talking about?” I asked him and he looked at me.
He was clearly drunk already and was just spewing
