You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

She stood up, grabbed her coat and her bag, and was ready to leave. "You don't have to drive me. You take care of Anderson, and I'll take a taxi myself.”

"Sister, for Anderson’ sake, do you have to get involved?" Kane reached out and tugged on her arm with a lingering, hopeless look. "Kane, I know you're worried about me. Otis won't make a move on me for a while because he hasn't figured out exactly what I'm going to do yet, and until then, he won't do anything rash.”

Joyce shook her head gently and gave him a reassuring smile.

“But ..." Kane bit his lip. He was still worried.

"Well. I will be on my way then."

Joyce turned away resolutely.

For her, no matter how dangerous it was, only after the problems of the past were all solved could she have real long-term peace.

As long as Charlotte was not punished by the law, she would not be able to live under the sun and return to Pascaylia as who she really was.

If Charlotte knew she was still alive, she would never let her go. Anderson’ situation would only get more dangerous.

To be merciful to your enemies was to be cruel to yourself.

Charlotte would have to pay for what

paced anxiously back and forth in the living room. Every now and then he

window, and the entire room was shrouded by infinite

What should he do?

went to meet

had been such a long time and he hadn't got

her, and she didn't

he be

leave Anderson behind

was worried that

long time, repeatedly pacing and

came to his mind and he thought of a

personal phone number on

he hated Luther from the bottom of his

at all, but there was no better person than Luther at

presence there would make sense and would not arouse Otis’ suspicion or

not do anything to Joyce in