You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

At this point, Charlotte was afraid that they would delve further into the topic.

She leaned softly against Cecelia's side and said, "Mom, I'm not feeling very well, and I'd like to go upstairs and sit for a while. Besides, I haven't met Dad yet."

Cecelia hastened to hold Charlotte's hand and said in an anxious voice, “You hurry upstairs to rest. Here, I and your father will take care of the rest, and you don't have to worry. Make sure to take care of yourself. Mom can't lose you again."

"Hmm." Charlotte nodded.

At this point, Joyce said sagely, "Cecelia, we'll take our leave. You must have a lot of things to take care of. Sorry, we could not be of much help, so I won't bother you anymore."

Karl also said, "Ms. Hurley, I never thought we would be related in such a way. If you need anything, feel free to contact me. Now that we are relatives, I will take care of it, please don't worry."

in my family. I'll

leave. The more she said, the more mistakes she would make. She was afraid that any more sensitive topics might be brought up, and she didn’t want

who knew if the Cole family still had more photos? If Karl saw Mia's photo one day, he would be able to recognize that Joyce

moment, she even had

knew it wasn't easy. How could it be possible for her to kill a detective or the son of the Chief

own eyes. Cecelia gently took Charlotte into her arms and said with concern, "Charlotte, are you okay? Your face

Grandpa.” Charlotte leaned her head on Cecelia's shoulder and spoke softly. "Good, you are

and ruthlessness in Charlotte's

stay with the Heath family, and she wanted to see Rodney buried before