The cupboard door was open, she stood up and reached out with her left hand.
"What a pity that your hand can't play the piano anymore."
Suddenly, Mandy Carter's words echoed in her ears, Yvonne Young's movements paused, looking at her own left hand, she clenched her fist tightly, the entire arm's tendons jumped with pain, and quickly let go.
Within such a short time, her back was already sweating, she closed the cabinet door, turned around and leaned against it, calming down her emotions caused by the pain.
Then she went to take a shower.
In the bathroom, she faintly heard the ringing of her cellphone, and when she came out, it was indeed ringing with Yolanda calling. She answered the phone while drying her hair.
She pressed the speaker button and sat down on the sofa.
"Auntie, I have some good news for you."
Yolanda sounded excited.
All of the bad feelings disappeared as she listened to the naive, pure voice, and she smiled and asked, "What's the good news?"
