You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Charlotte and Tommy both escaped from the Military Staff House with great difficulty.

They went over all those unoccupied thorny hills in the rainy and cold weather. Because of the loss of temperature, she almost died. She had fallen so many times that her exquisite face was not covered with a few bloody slashes and hideous scars.

She reached up and touched the hard scab on her face.

Her heart was filled with hatred.

She hated it so much that every inch of her skin, and every inch of her bone at the moment seemed to be torn apart.

She was so angry that every part of her body was twitching.

It had been so hard for them to escape. They had to stay in different places to avoid Otis's pursuit. The good thing was that Otis did not dare to make too much noise, otherwise the army would be sent to search the whole city, and they would have nowhere to hide.

Tommy got her an antibiotic injection, and after she used it, her stomach barely hurt as much as before and she finaly had the strength to get out of bed.

When she was finally able to go out, the first person she thought of was Luther.

After all, before, Luther took the initiative to show her affection. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

the Military Staff House and arranged a piano concert for her, trying to bring the Warner family closer

escaped Otis’ control and the first thing she thought of was to find Luther

she

Luther should help her.

to the floor

Zora and they kissed in the

amidst the falling snow, seemed like a scene from the most romantic movie. At the moment, he seemed drenched

clear that he loved her

her, he warmed her up, and he could not help but kiss

had all seen

even squealed, marveling at Luther's gorgeous face, while they cast envious glances at

tore the hem of her dress

this gentle

was like she

Luther used her!

was simply

her made her even more sure that Zora was Joyce. Although she was wearing a mask, she must be Joyce. And Luther must know it! Luther was so devoted. He simply always loved Joyce, and he never changed. He would only