You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Luther got into the car and instructed Aaron, "Go to the forensic identification center.”

"Yes." Aaron responded, "Luther..."

Aaron wanted to say something but finally he held it back. This morning he received a phone call from Luther, rushed back to Khebury, first went to the Warner residence, and then to the police station to find out what really happened. Although they had got various proof against Joyce, he did not believe that Joyce would kill Grandma.

He hadn't known Joyce for a long time, but he knew, deep in his heart, Joyce was a woman with great love.

"What are you trying to say?" Luther clutched the divorce agreement in his hand, his handsome face now livid.

Joyce signed the divorce papers without a second thought, and didn't even ask him. She was so dismissive of the marriage. He felt really resentful but he could not say it out loud.

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member waited at the door, saw Luther get out

heavy iron door was open, and the staff walked right inside. According to the number, he

now he

a tear. Stephanie lay quietly in the freezer, but not peacefully. There were all those bruises, and horrible red marks on her face. The preliminary conclusion of death was asphyxiation. Nobody could know what happened

The person he respected and loved most, who devoted all her life to raising him, now lied

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forward, "If you agree, please sign here." Luther took the pen handed to him by the staff and clutched it tightly in his

they couldn't even hold a funeral for her in time, and an autopsy meant that she could not be buried whole. It was too difficult a choice, and he was definitely reluctant to make it