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.

up the phone, her voice was clear and bright, and she sounded just like her usual self. "Ms. Knowles, what took you so long to answer the

shower. Mr. Robertson,

call you if I have got nothing?" Otis

full day of meetings today and arrived home

Otis smiled,

she felt Otis

you can show it to me." Otis paused, "You're coming alone. And don't bring that guy again. What's

Joyce looked aghast. Alone?

in touch with Otis lately,

and I need time to revise it. Let's give it

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live up to your trust, Mr. Robertson, and the high design fees

won't disturb your rest. I'm hanging up

an ambiguous voice, emphasizing the word "good dreams", and hung

at the phone and was even

sound so strange? She always felt something was wrong and couldn't

but this inexplicable phone call