You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Justin reached out again, and unlike before, this time he held her hand firmly, as if he was afraid she would disappear, and refused to let go. He took a deep breath and his voice was heavy, "I learned about the truth only recently. It wasn't the Mufron shooter who wanted to hurt you back then, he was also framed. In fact, the real killer behind the scenes is my brother, Derrick."

At the words, Joyce was shocked, his words completely overturned her perception.

What she thought was true for a long time was not the case at all. “Derrick? Why would he do that? What did I have to do with him? Why does he have to hurt me?" Joyce wondered.

He knew that I was in love with you, and he knew that with my character, I would turn against the Henderson family for you. And he wanted

So the killer just used you as bait, and his real purpose was to push me off the cliff. You have nothing to do with

own hands could not help but tremble slightly, endless sorrow

expect that in the end, it was his own hands that destroyed her dream, and her glory. In the end, he was the one who dragged her down. And

silent, her mind buzzing, having trouble digesting what he said for a moment. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet