You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 2086: Do You Understand Love?

On the cliff, behind a large rock.

Joyce leaned against the stone, trying to sleep but not daring to fully fall asleep. If she slept too deeply, she would lose consciousness, and any accidental exposure of her body or head could mean instant death. She only dared to close her eyes and rest.

From time to time, she called out to Clint to remind him not to fall asleep.

"Hey," Joyce called out. When Clint didn't answer, she raised her voice and called again, "Hey!"

"I have a name," Clint finally responded. "I'm not asleep. Call me by my name, call me Clint."

He wished she would call him like she used to.

Joyce ignored him. "If you're not asleep, why didn't you respond? Sniping is about endurance; hang in there. If you want to die, wait until this is over and undo the curse for me before you do."

Clint remained silent.

She truly didn't give him any kindness.

"You're a sharpshooter. Do you understand long-distance sniping as well?" Clint tried to engage her in conversation. He was genuinely tired; after all, he had been shot, losing blood and energy.

"I didn't before, but I learned a lot from my mother later on," Joyce answered softly. She could tell from his voice that the bleeding had stopped.

"Being born into a military family makes you different. Joyce, you're unlike any woman I've ever known," Clint said softly, his voice carried by the wind.

for shooting, the training process was grueling. No matter how sad or repressed I felt inside, I had no one to release my stress or confide in," Joyce laughed self-deprecatingly. "Do you know that I've only been recognized by the Heath family for less than a year? Do you think I'm some high-and-mighty princess who grew up pampered and

towards Joyce. He could

knew some of her past, but hearing it from her own mouth made the weight

a cliff into the ocean-vast and endless, with no end in sight, deep and unknown, not knowing life or death or future. That feeling of helplessness and confusion-I experienced it. I was rescued and survived. That's why I

Joyce spoke to herself.

stayed silent; so

family or support. That's why I took you in. You took advantage of my

my effort for her to finally call me 'Mommy.' We had only reunited for a few months. Do you know that I've only been reunited with my parents for less than a year? I've never even had the chance to properly honor them. Do you know that Anderson and I rely on each other so much that we

me. But you've ruined everything. You kidnapped me to a foreign land with no family around; I can't hear their voices or see their smiles-l want to go home so badly that staying here even one more day feels unbearable. And yet you casually say I'll

me, you even resorted

using unheard-of dark magic."

can't kill you nor escape your curse. Clint, you've won; victors write history

took a deep breath. "Forget what I

had told him all this-perhaps because time passed too slowly and boredom set

he couldn't have found in any information

her voice-a hoarseness and pauses-so she hadn't

turned away and tried hard to breathe deeply as she

she said while secretly wiping away tears from the corners of her eyes-tears she refused to admit or let

about how you'll deal with me once we get out alive," she said

really want to go

course! Do you think

just a lunatic," Joyce sneered coldly. "Now that we're in this situation where survival is

This is