You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Charlotte endured the death of Rodney, and now even Cecelia, who was the best to her, had been killed by her own hand.

She felt simply so vulnerable now, and her spirit had long been on the verge of a total collapse.

It felt that Otis’ question had put on the last straw on her heart.

Her two hands seemed to be burned, and she kept rubbing them hard. Her face turned so pale and she felt that the room was filled with an atmosphere of fear and anxiety, as if the end of the world was near. Otis took one step closer to Charlotte.

That powerful hostility and irascibility, like a huge mountain, was towering above Charlotte.

“Tell me. Who the hell are you?!" Otis bellowed.

His scarlet eyes were filled with bloodthirsty fire, and he decided to shock and intimidate Charlotte into revealing herself!

Eugene saw the eerie and horrific atmosphere inside the room and withdrew sagely, closing the door behind him.

He didn’t want to know too many secrets. For him, it's just a matter of allegiance to Otis.

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her back, and she was going to jail. Perhaps she

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forward and fell to her knees, clutching Otis's legs as if they were the last straw for her survival. She, like him, was simply unscrupulous and