You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

The night was extraordinarily quiet.

Inside the apartment, it was so quiet that she could even hear her own breath.

The sense of urgency of the unexpected call and the ringing that seemed to never stop made her feel suffocating.

Joyce held out her hand and hesitated for a moment.

What could Otis be doing calling her at this late hour?

Besides, Mr. Clark had just died, and Otis was looking for her at such a time?

“Thump-Thump-Thump!" Her heart seemed to be pounding straight against her chest disorderly.

When the ringing was about to stop, she finally pressed the answer button.

At the very moment, it would be even stranger if she did not answer the phone.

voice was clear and bright, and she sounded just like her usual self. "Ms. Knowles,

of the shower. Mr. Robertson, what

have got nothing?"

make jokes. If there's nothing I'll hang up, I had a full day of meetings today and arrived home late. I'm already tired and want to rest early.” Joyce

so?" Otis smiled,

and she felt Otis

to me." Otis paused, "You're coming alone. And don't bring that guy again.

Joyce looked aghast. Alone?

not to get in touch with Otis lately, especially not to see

There's a problem about the details of the design, and I need time to revise it. Let's give it a week,

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how can I live up to your trust, Mr. Robertson, and the high design fees you pay?"

up now. Good night, and good

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at the phone and was

She always felt something was wrong

this inexplicable phone call from