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."

silver needle to

a dam bursting open, crashing fiercely onto

impact caused Harriet to furrow

to alleviate it by massaging her temples, but the

overwhelming. She couldn't bear the

Her body trembled uncontrollably.

the scene of Clifton stabbing her

of memories caused unbearable pain and anguish

"Harriet, are you alright?"

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

moment, Harriet couldn't hear

from the past flashed through her

Her head throbbed unbearably.

were like knives piercing her

recollection outweighed the

she had witnessed her father stabbing

she couldn't come

seeing everything happen before her eyes and feeling powerless to

sorry. I

of the ward without any

Although