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

told her to hide inside and tried to give her the memory

that she would leave

will never

the first time

warm and soft body, embraced in his arms, he seemed to embrace the whole world, at that moment, he was incomparably satisfied,

wrong? Why didn't he realize that she had other

that this hug of hers would be a permanent

hair to fly, and her clear voice was sent word by word

"Karl, you must live.

go even if

never

figure, turn and run

back turned out

off a cliff and he didn't even see the last of

he survived, but had to watch

the point of living in self-blame and

he

looked at Karl worriedly, sighed heavily, and said comfortingly. "Captain, after all, the person