You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

At this moment, her legs were already in the air and she was terrified. As long as he let go and gave a gentle push, she would fall, from the eighteenth floor, into pieces.

She kept striking her legs in the tremendous fear, and at this point, the feeling of fear had replaced all her perceptions.

He choked her and she could barely breathe.

Inside her chest cavity, the air was getting thinner and thinner, and the blood was all rushing to her head. She felt swollen and hot in her mind, and gradually she seemed to be losing even the ability to think.

The feeling of being on the verge of death was such a horror.

At this moment, death was infinitely close to her.

No, she didn't want to die. She was afraid of death. She still had too much of a good life left to enjoy.

There were still too many things she wanted to get.

She was not willing to die like this, and even less willing to die at the hands of someone she liked.

She kept struggling and even made pleading noises in her throat. However, the person in front of her did not move in the slightest. She felt more and more force on her neck, and finally she could not even breath.

She couldn't breathe and her whole body went limp and she couldn't struggle anymore.

was dying and about to lose

and slammed her

air rushed in in abundance, and Charlotte hastily covered

through, and was freezing with

couldn't control herself. She

she knew it for

really trying

sanity back at the last

let me hear my name from your dirty mouth." He threw down

at her was like he

the floor, panting

could finally catch

to kill her! She loved him

but when she thought of the near-death feeling she had just felt and she hurriedly corrected herself, “Mr. Warner, I can ... I can explain ... ahem

even

he let

his hand? She didn't even deserve

death, was only

from inside his