You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

The back of his head was smashed into the angle protruding from the stairs, bleeding immediately, and then his whole body tumbled downward, over and over, faster and faster. His cane, dropped on the cold stone steps, lay still.

Midway through, his head hit the hard marble wall again, but that didn't stop him from continuing to tumble downward.

"Bang, bang, bang."

"Knock, knock, knock."

Until he fell to the ground, "bang", his forehead hit the marble pillar at the end of the staircase, and then he completely stopped.

Rodney lay curled up on the ground, looking hunched over, old and lifeless, with a bowl-sized bloody hole in his forehead.

Charlotte stared dumbfounded, her lips trembling, at what she had created with her own hands.

gurgling out,

directions, just like a hideous

not feel a trace of pain, and a misty white light rose before his eyes. He struggled to open his eyes wide and saw that it was Mia

of her dress flying in the wind. She was coming towards him from under the dense and flourishing willow trees. Her soft hands, gently tracing over the low shrubs,

noticed his presence. The curvature of her lips gradually pulled up, revealing a stunning smile that he could never

seemed to have stopped in this moment, and he did not want the

and she, in the military

every strand of hair, every smile, and every gentle word. sᴇaʀᴄh

"Mia... Mia..."

was up and that Mia had come to take him

down the stairs with her own hands. She is a fake.