Chapter 122 MY MOTHER'S DIARY

~ELENA~

I turn the frame over and my heart stops.

A folded piece of paper is taped to the back.

My hands shake as I peel it off and unfold it.

Her handwriting greets me. Elegant. Slightly slanted. Alive.

Elena, my sweet daughter,

If you ever happen to come across this note, I must be dead b...

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