You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

It wasn't the first time Shelly had been slapped by Luther, but he had never hit her so hard before.

She was completely confused, covering her cheeks with her hands. There was the fishy taste of blood in her mouth, and her eardrums kept buzzing.

Luther's rage made her completely terrified. Tears kept rolling in her eyes, before they finally fell down in big drops.

Luther was so angry that he tried to get up from the bed. Jacqueline rushed forward to stop him, "Luther, you can't get out of bed. You can't move around. Don't be angry. You have several broken ribs. You haven't recovered yet. Don't be angry.”

Indeed, he just moved a bit and he felt suffocating in his chest like he was dying.

"Ahem."

beyond description, tearing every nerve in his body. Jacqueline rushed to Shelly's side, squatted down and held Shelly, “You just shut up. Luther has got his memory back. Everything in the past, and all the things we've deceived him about, he's remembered." Shelly looked at Jacqueline with wide eyes. How was it possible?

anything. Her tears kept falling and she didn't even

questioned hysterically, "What you say, is it all

in fear, not

that she saved me! In fact, the person who really saved me was Joyce. At the engagement party, it wasn't

off the overpass and you almost caused her to miscarry? That's my child and

was Joyce who shot Ricky at the last minute before she fell off the cliff. That's why I can be here alive to reprimand you

"That's the whole truth.”

crime? She deserves to die? Luther's

said, and her heart was shocked beyond words. She

sorry, I'm