You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Let it all end with the wind.

“No, don't, Joyce!"

Luther rushed up against all odds, but was held back by the powerful heat flow.

Ricky's body was not far away, but he did not even look at it. He knew it was Joyce who killed Ricky.

He instantly understood that just now he had a brush with death, and it was Joyce who saved him at the last moment.

However, Joyce was blown off the cliff by the explosion.

"Joyce, no!"

He was burned by the hot air currents and was heavily thrown backwards. He shouted hysterically. His voice was full of grief and anger, like that of a howling gale, piercing through the explosion, the stone forest and the layers of waves. His hysterical shouting kept echoing everywhere and hovering overhead for a long time, so that everyone in the entire vicinity of the cliff could hear him.

No way, he didn't believe it.

Just before his eyes, she fell off the cliff.

He watched her disappear into the horizon and he felt like a million sharp blades were cutting his heart at the same time.

No way!

No way!

were too many things he hadn't asked her. He wouldn't allow it! He wouldn't allow

reached its limit and his head

of the ferocious aching. His body went limp, and

rolled over in

nerve in the head, and every cell in his body, were experiencing the

of his skin and every inch of his bone seemed to be

was like a blade

hurting to the extreme. The pain was beyond

rushing around and each of them was

resist it all, and they must come out

little black hole, all the things and all the memories that were once lost were, at this moment, running at

in the memory, a bright,

bolt that shot out of

"Baff—"

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moment like this, he remembered

he exposed

that it was Joyce who saved him, and that he was filled with happiness that nigh when he knew the child Joyce was carrying was his. That night he was overwhelmed by