Edmund's POV
The next couple of days I showed various types of house to Maisie. Surely there would be one that she liked better than our current place. I even showed her a huge ten bedroom house with a big garden. One that was slightly bigger than the house Alistair was residing in.
"I really liked it here," she insisted, turning my laptop away from her face. Her hands swept across the room, showing the parts of the house she liked.
But how could I be convinced with her words? When I first saw the marital house they used to live in, I felt small and inadequate. Even though it was not big, it was spacious compared to the one we were living in. There were more bedrooms, a bigger living room, the architectural design was quite sleek and modern with a great view of the ocean. Not so much of our little bungalow by the rooftop.
