You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

But how could it be true? After she shot Charlotte four times, she fell asleep in the car on the way to the Special Investigation Unit, how did everything change when she woke up and Cecelia had been rescued? "Where is this place?" Joyce looked around, a completely unfamiliar place, she had never been here before.

"The Special Investigation Unit's exclusive safe house, now we're safe.” Cecelia explained.

"How long have I been sleeping ...?" Joyce asked again.

Cecelia shook her head gently, “I'm not sure, I came to the safe house at noon and watched over you for a while."

Joyce frowned gently.

Something is wrong, the sky outside is clearly evening, the wind and snow has stopped, the winter evening sun shines into the house, condensing a light gold on the ground.

It was clear that when she went to sleep, it was evening and the wind and snow were raging.

How is it possible that it is still evening, and the wind and snow have stopped and the sun is shining?

like she had slept for a long, long

sleep, for a

is that possible?

suddenly thought of a possibility, Luther, Karl! They

they actually did

Joyce's shoulder, “You're hungry, there's porridge

up, scooped a bowl of porridge for Joyce from the thermos on the table, and handed it to

wanted to call out to her, but she didn't know what was the right name to call

hesitated and called out, "Thank

did you call

I already know the whole truth, and on the way to the safe house, they've told me all about it. I want to hear you call

were suddenly

not sure, although Charlotte also admitted it, and they also speculated and analyzed, but after all ... there is no evidence. In case of getting it wrong again ..." she took a deep breath, "I would also like, to be able to call you

her gaze genuinely moving, "Mom." Cecelia's nose was sore and she nearly burst into tears as she embraced Joyce into her arms. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the