Lucas was speaking the truth. His childhood room didn't have much, but it didn't deter Liliana from looking around the place with fondness in her heart.
This bedroom witnessed her man growing up from a helpless child to a reliable adult.
Slowly stepping from the door, Liliana cast her eyes to the blue-painted walls, the color faded with the long passage of time. The autumn sunlight filtered through the gray curtain, illuminating the interior of the room.
A single bedframe was tucked in a corner of the room, accompanied by a bedside table. Two-door closet stood opposite the bed, next to a small study table.
Liliana stopped in front of a five-tier bookshelf. Most shelves were empty. She wondered if they were filled with school books and other educational stuff years ago.
Because we mostly focus on Liliana's side, I hope this change of showing Lucas' life is well-received by all of you :)