Vincent's POV
I have never seen my mother smile the way she did just now after hearing my question. Camilla immediately hissed and went inside but my mother’s grin split her face into two.
Ever since my accident, she has not been happy but this is entirely different, she was glowing.
"That," she said, "is the first sensible thing I have heard from you in a very long time."
I rubbed my forehead. "I'm serious."
"I know you are." She sat beside me on the sofa and for the first time since I'd come home from the hospital she looked something close to hopeful. She patted my arm once, firmly. "If you really want to make things right, start with an apology."
"I can do that."
She shook her head immediately. "No. You're already thinking about it wrong."
I looked at her. "How?"
"You don't a
