You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

A week ago, in the evening, Seaview's Restaurant.

Starless and moonless, the dull and almost suffocating darkness of the night enveloped the whole place. The moisture of the night spread everywhere, forming an eerie atmosphere.

At the end of the boulevard, Luther was attacked by Ricky and struck from the back of his neck, and fell unconscious on the ground. Charlotte was standing not far behind Luther; she was frightened by the sudden incident. She did not have time to make a sound, and her mouth had been covered tightly by a giant palm, and she could only make a "woo" sound.

"Don't make a sound, it's me." Ricky leaned close to Charlotte's ear and whispered, "Or people may notice.”

Charlotte smiled, and nodded repeatedly. It was Ricky, and she felt much relieved.

Ricky then slowly let go of his hand.

Luther, "God,

and just now I saw from afar, it seems that you had an argument? I saw you crying and figured there had been an accident, so I knocked him

said, almost sobbing, and had no idea what she should do next. What was the use of Ricky knocking Luther out? He would wake up and then they still could not change the facts. Now that he attacked Luther, if he found out what happened,

and then you will tell me what happened. We'll go this way, no surveillance the whole way, and my car is parked at the entrance, just out of the way completely.” Ricky said, walked up and put Luther on his back, and led Charlotte down the path through the bushes all the

Hummer and placed Luther in the

the car door, isolated from the outside world, Ricky asked in a gruff

what the hell is

cried helplessly, "It's over, it's all over. He knows all about it! I can't marry into the Warner family anymore.

already knows about the two of us getting a room, and he said he's going to call my mom and my grandfather tomorrow