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."

used the silver needle to help Harriet unlock

memories flooded back, it felt like a dam bursting open, crashing

to furrow her

tried to alleviate it by massaging her temples, but the

She couldn't bear the sudden rush of

Her body trembled uncontrollably.

and the scene of Clifton stabbing her mother before her

unbearable pain

"Harriet, are you alright?"

extremely anxious seeing her struggle to recover. She couldn't help

this moment, Harriet couldn't

the past flashed through her mind like

Her head throbbed unbearably.

knives piercing

recollection outweighed the

witnessed her father stabbing

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

before her eyes and feeling powerless

sorry. I need

without any obstruction, tears

still a hospital. Although she was heartbroken, she maintained