You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

They watched as a white shadow rolled sharply down the stairs. Finally, it landed with a bang.

Charlotte fell heavily on the last of the first floor steps and finally came to a stop after she fell all the way down to the hall in front of the crowd. Her delicate face, because of the bump, was now covered by bruises and dirt, and her meticulously combed hair now become disheveled. The tempo of the symphony was constantly accelerating, and what should have been an uplifting tune has now became the best adrenaline for their rapid heartbeat.

"AH--" Finally someone shouted out loud, with endless horror in his voice.

"Blood, so much blood!!!" The mournful scream had broken through the symphony. The rhythm of the music was completely disrupted.

A pool of blood was creeping from under Charlotte and her snow-white dress. The hem of the dress was instantly soaked in blood.

The pool of blood continued to spread, stretching out nonstop in all directions, like the hand of a ghostly demon. Some timid high-society ladies simply fainted on the spot at the sight of the pool of the blood. Charlotte was lying lifelessly on the ground, as if dead.

She was crouched on the ground, and no one could see clearly that a smile of triumphant pleasure was on her lips.

Although her body was in pain and she was feeling like her whole body was being torn open, the pain at this point, on the contrary, only made her brain even more excited. The discomfort she was feeling in her belly now, then again, added to the pain.

so happy in her heart. This sinful child

to get rid of this

sinful seed could take Joyce down with it,

her long-awaited glittering engagement appearance just for it. Maybe her engagement

pay a small

pay a much

view of everyone, she was "pushed" down the stairs

be able to have a second chance and would not be able

the pleasure she felt in her heart. That excitement kept stimulating her nerves, and she could not

of the ceremony stopped the symphony music playing in the hall in a

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and noticed Joyce standing on the third floor and screamed out, "Oh my God, it's Joyce.