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 Harriet

a dam bursting open, crashing fiercely onto the

impact caused Harriet to furrow her

alleviate

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

Her body trembled uncontrollably.

the scene of Clifton stabbing

of memories caused unbearable

"Harriet, are you alright?"

seeing her struggle to recover. She couldn't help but

at this moment, Harriet couldn't hear

flashed through her mind

Her head throbbed unbearably.

like knives piercing her heart

recollection

her father

didn't die, she couldn't come to terms

before her eyes and

I need

rushed out of the ward without any obstruction,

a hospital. Although she