Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 2849

Seeing these things touched something deep inside Sylvia. It was as if, in this moment, she truly realized that she was Nana.

“This rocking horse, your grandfather made it for you by hand. He painted the colors on it himself,” Georgia said, her eyes filled with a gentle smile. “This golden bell, too. He had a gold bar melted down just to make it for you. You absolutely loved this horse when you were little.”

Sylvia nodded slowly and sat on the floor in front of the horse, looking at the lifelike toy. Even now, she felt a great fondness for it.

Georgia opened a wardrobe, revealing rows of small dresses. “These are all the dresses you wore.”

Dresses of all kinds. Although twenty years had passed and they looked a little old, they were still beautiful, and a wave of familiarity washed over Sylvia.

“And…” Georgia pulled two large photo albums from a drawer at the bottom of the wardrobe and sat on the floor with Sylvia. “These are your childhood photos.”

Ever since Nana had disappeared, no one had dared to open these albums.

Sealed for twenty years, they were covered in a thin layer of dust. Before she even opened them, Georgia’s eyes welled up with tears.

When she opened the album, the first thing they saw was a baby picture. Photos from over twenty years ago weren’t as clear as they are now, but the baby girl’s chubby face and large, bright eyes were still heart-meltingly cute.

“Your father left not long after you were born. You were the only reason I could carry on.”

“This one was taken in H City. I’d had a fight with your grandfather, so I took you with me there. We lived in H City for almost a year. I had just graduated and refused to accept any help from your grandfather, so I worked as an art teacher to support us. You were such a good baby. Every time I taught my students, you would sleep soundly and never bother me.”

“This is when we came back to J City and lived here. Your grandfather accepted you and grew to love you more and more.”

…

Sylvia watched the girl in the photos grow up day by day, and the missing pieces of her childhood were finally, slowly, being filled in.

*

“Evelyn!” Old Mr. Quintin called out.

Evelyn’s expression immediately changed. She entered the living room with a bright smile. “Grandfather, Old Mr. Jarvis!”

Old Mr. Quintin, acting as he always had, asked with concern, “Was work busy?”

“Yes!” Evelyn said sheepishly. “They wouldn’t even approve my request for time off. By the way, are the DNA results for you and Sylvia back? I’ve been thinking about it all day.”

Old Mr. Quintin smiled. “They’re back. Sylvia is indeed Georgia’s daughter.”

Evelyn feigned surprise. “Really? That’s wonderful! Georgia has finally found her daughter, and you’ve found your granddaughter!”

Old Mr. Jarvis saw the fake smile on Evelyn’s face and frowned with concern.