You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

At that moment, Michal heard the movement of the octavo box falling on the floor, and she put down the book in her hand and turned around to walk over.

"Cecelia, it's okay. It's all very old, very old stuff. My grandparents passed away many years ago, and I was going to get someone to clean it all out. If it's broken, it's broken.”

Cecelia crouched on the ground, her fingers frozen in mid-air, and she felt hesitant to pick up the photo.

The old, yellowed black and white photos look decades old.

A extraordinarily beautiful and youthful girl was standing in a pavilion, less than twenty years old, and full of vitality.

Just ... the same.

Cecelia had seen this face. It looked just the same as Joyce. Although Cecelia had not seen Joyce a lot, every time she felt so impressed. And she simply could never forget the outstanding beauty and special temperament.

Now, the person in this old photo in front of her simply looked too much like Joyce. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

the same way. She saw that Cecelia was in a daze, and with

accidentally touched the mechanism

the eight-tone box

reeds echoed clearly in the old mansion, as if telling

it before?" Michal looked at the photo curiously, pawed it in her hand, and said to herself, "She looked so beautiful. Is it

the photo

the photo, the word

Cecelia, this is Mia. Oh my God,

a premonition

the Cole family's ancestral study in an octavo box. Who could

of the Cole family? “Look, there's a name on the back of the picture, it says Mia. It's really Mia. My God, Mia

"Hmm."

was already frozen, and she only responded

and the numbness in her legs was gone. She felt a tingling sensation all over her body even up to her