Chapter 90

Soren's POV The sound of Rosalie's piano playing drifted into the foyer as I stood near the door, listening in. My hand was on the parlor door, my head leaning in, and my eyes closed, taking in the lovely sound of music that filled my home and made it seem alive with joy in a way it hadn't in years. She was so much more than I'd given her credit for when this plan had come to mind. Opening my eyes, I entered the parlor to see her sitting there. She was wearing a flowing white gown, her reddish-brown hair pinned up off of her elegant neck as her fingers masterfully flew over the keys. I observed her from afar for a moment until she looked over her shoulder and saw me, a bright smile greeting me. Warmth filled my heart, and I wanted to go to her; but I also didn't want to interrupt her music. "Sing for me, angel," I said, and she obliged. Her melodic voice intertwined with the soft tones of the keys. I went to a large, cushiony chair near the piano and sat down, kicking my shoes off and