You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Luther watched her disappear behind the door of the room, never to be seen again.

He sat dismally in the sofa, unable to extricate himself from what she said for a long time.

In his hand, he still held the cold blade.

He numbly put the apple into his mouth, but could not taste anything. No sweetness, and not even sourness.

"Pop!" The fruit knife fell to the ground and he did not know.

A sense of powerlessness almost overwhelmed him. It was a sense of frustration that he had never felt before, and his mind went blank because of it.

If there was hatred in her heart, as long as she could revenge or vent her anger, he might still have a chance.

But she said the only way to really not care was to not hate...

It was true. If you did not even have hatred in your heart, that meant you simply did not care anymore. Naturally, he would never ever have a second chance.

He crouched on the couch and suddenly felt unable to breathe. His chest felt so stuffy that not even a single breath of air could enter.

It hurt... It hurt so bad.

hurt ... It hurtin his chest

four years, and he's

thought about her,

if it was really you, why on earth didn’t you

do you

only after a long time that he

it, the faith that he

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and then she realized that her dress had actually been cut in several places, so it seemed that

the dress to the trash

been able to do last night and she had worn it for a bit too long this time.

couch. She turned her head, and outside the window there was a bustling night scene. She raised her eyes and was dazed by the night view. She then thought about the scene just now when he held the blade in his

only way to really not

reasoning was simple and the words were

to

wanted Charlotte to pay in blood. Besides, she must find out the truth about what

for the rest, she didn't want to think about it for

stay. She could not always live in the hotel and meet him every