You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Finally, she couldn't help but reach out and touch Joyce's cheek.

Left and right, up and down ... She finally gave it a hard squeeze. "Wow, awesome high tech! Is it really a mask? Sure it's not plastic surgery? It feels like real skin. It feels so good in the hand.”

Juanita gave a few "tsk" in surprise.

“It is indeed possible. Since I came to the Special Investigation Unit, I have seen it a few times. The mask is thinner than a piece of paper, and it feels completely the same as the real skin. It's even very breathable so you can wear for a really long time without problems." Karl explained.

"Hmm. Sometimes I forget to take it down myself." Joyce smiled.

“It's just ... does he not mind?" Juanita pointed to Anderson. After all, Anderson was still a child, and his own mother had to wear a mask sometimes. Could he accept it?

Anderson sat on top of the couch and suddenly interrupted, "Mom has two faces, and I've been used to it for a long time. You can't tell anyone about that.”

Joyce gently stroked Anderson's little head, and looked a little frustrated.

boy and she

down next to Anderson and couldn't resist giving him another hug, "What's

the survival, he has been a gift from God to

the box, there was

understood that it was a miracle just to survive in

Anderson to me.

help but laugh

yourself." Joyce looked at the two of them and said with amusement, “It's been

that was..." Juanita wanted to change the

instead, admitted instantly,

the past, he carried such a

a

and handed it back to him, his heart was

not forget to hide his gun,

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