Goodbye, My Wretched Love! By Dolly Molly

Chapter 340

He smiled wryly, put Sofia’s right hand on the keys, and said hoarsely, “How about we play together like this?”

“My left hand, your right hand?”

Sofia looked up at Finley, and the past moment of the duo flashed into her mind, merged with the present scene.

Daisy was walking with Justin by the lake, and suddenly a song dedicated to Alice was uploaded from the window on the second floor.

“Sofia’s hands can play the piano?” Daisy’s eyes lit up, then she shook her head, it’s impossible!

Didn’t the doctor say that her hand would never recover again, why can she still hear the sound of piano music? Could it be that Mr. Stwart played it? It doesn’t feel like it.

But I can finally hear the sound of the piano, which can be regarded as the first step.

In the evening, the doctor who made an appointment before arrived at the castle accompanied by Paul.

In order to facilitate Sofia’s treatment, there was a special medical room in the castle. Sofia received two hours of psychological intervention in it, and the effect was better than expected.

Finley couldn’t help but heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he took her away from the troubled place in NY, and now

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everything is better.

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back to the room to rest first, and he stayed to listen to some matters

exclusive follower, no, it’s not enough to

Finley must appear by her

soon as she woke up, Finley called her for a morning

the Lake District.

and sometimes she would be in a daze, and he would accompany her in a daze, and he would ignore everything in the company,

bicycle on the mountain trails, or go kayaking on the river, and even

she was too weak, so Finley took her there once and never again, for fear

on the roof of the old castle drawing, and Finley finally had

roof is very large, and the white marble is carved with various simple

a long skirt and a long beige

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front of the easel, painting the lake view not far

beanbag beside him, Finley was holding

of getting along, quiet, peaceful, not crossing the line,

stop here, draw a stop,

cell phone. It was an ocean line, an unfamiliar

This is his private account, only a few of the

he quickly picked it up, but he didn’t expect that

“Finley! Help me!”