Vincent's POV
I sat down on the sofa while watching the TV blankly. It has been two days, I didn't see Adria. She is ignoring me while staying inside.
Her windows are closed and I guess I need to give her some space to think.
"What is bothering my boy?!" I looked up to see mum sitting down on the sofa as me.
"Nothing ma."
We stayed silent for a few minutes before the silence is broken down
"You know I know right what is bothering you, let me tell something which we never said because we don't want to hurt you. When you left home we were sad, we constantly missed you but we know you needed time from all this." she put her hand on my mine rubbing it tenderly.