You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

It's just that he really can't accept it.

“I'm going to get out of the hospital, and I'm going to take command myself.

I don't believe it, I don't believe I can't find it.

It can't be, you must not be doing your best, you must be going in the wrong direction.”

Karl struggled, trying to sit up from the bed.

A tearing pain came from his abdomen, making him frown long and hard.

Franklin hurriedly held him firmly in place, "Captain, go to do not move. Captain, come to your senses.

You go to command, and what can change? We are Interpol, you know very well in your heart, Joyce in that situation, was grenaded off the cliff, the hope of survival, how much can there be? We've done our best, and we won't give up." sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Karl did not speak, his eyes gradually condensed into a dead silence, without waves or ripples.

He can't accept it, no matter what he can't accept it.

It's his fault, how he failed to detect Joyce's abnormalities, in vain as a detective.

the car and took Joyce

and tried to give her the memory

would leave

never

first time she held

soft body, embraced in his arms, he seemed to embrace the whole world, at that moment,

was wrong? Why

that this hug of hers would

wild wind blew through the wilderness, lifting her long hair to fly, and her clear voice was sent word by word by the

"Karl, you must live.

go even

will never forget

and beautiful figure, turn and run

his back turned

a cliff and he didn't even see

to watch her disappear

of living in self-blame

could he bear

worriedly, sighed heavily, and said comfortingly. "Captain, after all,