You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

He handed her a box with a black bag covering it.

Joyce took the package, and after she paid, she opened the package on the spot, "Wait a minute. I need to check it first. It would be more convenient if I want to return it."

The deliveryman stood and waited while Joyce opened the package. She pulled a black velvet box out of it and opened it. She looked inside and said with satisfaction, "Okay, you can go now. Thanks."

After the deliveryman left, Joyce took a few steps farther forward and threw the packaging into the trash bin.

In her hand she cupped the black velvet box she had just received. She walked back to her office.

It was so cold, and she felt that in just a short while, her fingers had almost frozen and become less flexible.

She stopped and breathed into her palm, and she could even see the white foggy air.

It's still cold.

came up from the back

blocked all the

black, with a pretty wild logo. It was a cashmere scarf Luther bought for

when he embraced her from behind. His long, slender arms were wrapped around her from behind, around her waist. His hard jaw was resting upon her

side of her neck, "What are you doing downstairs in

against hers

stood still and he

warmer?" He asked in a soft voice. Joyce tilted her head up and suddenly felt a

soft scream and exclaimed, “It's

the first snow of

sparse snowflakes were swept around by the wind and instantly melted

soft curve, and

located in the cold north, and the first snow of this winter just came unannounced. “You

you like the snow, I will take you to see the snow every year, OK?" His intoxicating voice, low