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.

looked anxious and pointed at Luther, "God,

stopped Charlotte with one arm to prevent her from going forward to check Luther's injuries, "I've been waiting for you outside the restaurant tonight, and just now I saw from afar, it seems that you had an argument? I saw you crying

she should do next. What was the use of Ricky knocking Luther out? He

way, no surveillance the whole way, and my car is parked at the entrance,

and placed Luther in the back seat while he and Charlotte sat in the

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

the hell is going

He knows all about it! I can't

critical thing is that he already knows about the two of us getting a room, and he said he's going