The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper

"Mom... please, just tell me the truth about what happened back then. I know you've been hiding something from me."

"Harriet, you..." Miriam was taken aback.

She was about to offer some excuses but saw her daughter frowning with an urgent expression.

"Mom, please tell me. These are my memories after all. Losing them feels terrible. I have the right to know the truth, don't I?"

After hearing that, Miriam was somewhat hesitant.

She really didn't want Harriet to suffer another blow, but...

Harriet was right. She had the right to know the truth.

Miriam sighed, and the tight grip of her teeth eventually loosened.

"You should have the silver needles I gave you. Take them out."

Harriet breathed a sigh of relief and quickly pulled out a few short but delicate silver needles from her belt.

"One is enough. Extend your hand."

then used the silver needle to help

a dam bursting

to furrow her brow

contorted in pain as she tried to alleviate it by massaging

flood of memories was overwhelming. She couldn't bear the

Her body trembled uncontrollably.

childhood meeting with Delbert and the scene of Clifton stabbing her mother before her

caused unbearable pain

"Harriet, are you alright?"

extremely anxious seeing her struggle to recover. She

this moment,

past flashed through her

Her head throbbed unbearably.

piercing her heart

recollection outweighed the

that she had witnessed her father

die, she couldn't come to

seeing everything happen before her eyes and feeling powerless to

I'm sorry. I need some

without

still a hospital. Although she was heartbroken, she