Chapter 198 The Wedding (2)

Stella's POV

I found Dad in the hallway. He was holding something—a small case, worn and familiar.

"Dad?"

He turned, eyes wide. "Stella. You look beautiful, sweetheart."

Tears pricked my eyes. "Thanks, Dad."

He held out the case. Inside was my old harmonica.

"You kept it," I whispered.

"Of co...

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