*Vivienne*
“Liam?” the feminine voice called and my head swiveled towards it's direction.
My eyes landed on a group of women standing a few meters away but what really caught my eye was the waspy-looking woman with wavy brownish-blond bob hair that came down to her neck. She was dressed in a flowing, soft cream dress that showed off her lithe, ballerina-like frame while an expensive looking necklace adorned her neck.
She looked distinctly familiar like I was directly staring at someone I knew personally. But, it was only when I eventually looked into her green eyes that it hit me.
“That's your mom, right?” I asked even though I didn't expect any answer. He doesn't have to confirm it when it was glaringly obvious.
It was like I was staring at an older feminine version of Liam. The a
