You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Charlotte's nerves were repeatedly stimulated by the blood at the moment Cecelia fell.

She suddenly went weak and fell to her knees with a "thud".

The demonic blood-red color stained the clean white tiles on the floor of the bathroom.

Her hands and her knees were stained with terrifyingly bright red blood. Oh God, what had she done?

She pushed Cecelia down, the only person in the world who genuinely treated her and gave her the best of everything.

Someone she genuinely considered her own mother.

The warmth and love of a mother that she had not experienced since she was a child, the happiness she had never enjoyed before, and the dependence on companionship... she experienced all of them in Cecelia and was satisfied with them.

And right now, she was pushing Cecelia to her death with her own hands.

How could she?

couldn't care about anything,

sorry. I didn't mean to do it. You have to

cell phone, and with difficulty pressed a series of numbers, which was a special telecommunication code of the military, and could

would know that

typing all the codes, she had run out of energy and

only one thing on her mind. She must slow

and talk to me.

hugged Cecelia tightly after crying out. When she saw that Cecelia was not moving, she reached out her finger and gently probed between Cecelia's

was still a faint

was not

relieved and grateful when, as

exposed, and if Cecelia did not die, what would happen to her? Her

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and caring for

was simply