Lacy's POV
She stops in front of a door and nods at me for me to enter. I stop in front of the door and gently knock.
"Come in." I hear Vincent's mother call out to me from the other side of the room.
I pull the large door open and walk in. Her room is simple and just right for her age. The walls are painted blue, and she has the essentials for a room. The only difference is that it is enormous and she has a large piano.
She is sitting on the chair in front of the piano, gazing her hand over the keys.
She doesn't say anything, although I know that she knows that I am in the room.
"Take a seat," she says, but I am confused about where to sit, so I stand.
"I am fine standing, mam."
She doesn't say anything and continues to look at the piano.
"Ever since you came into my son's lif
