You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 87

Joyce’s consciousness was completely gone.

In fact, she didn’t really hear what Luther asked her.

She felt her head was exploding, and by no means could she hear anything he said.

At this moment, all the past events seemed to be flashing back fast in her eyes.

All they had been through, the night she had lost her virginity for no reason, and all the misunderstandings Luther had about her.
God seemed to be joking with all her sufferings.

The guilt, the responsibility, and the loneliness were just too much and too hard to bear.
She hadn’t found Justin back.

She could not let go of her responsibility for him in her heart.

A line of tears slowly trickled down from the corner of her eyes.

The voice whispered indistinctly, “Justin, where the hell are you …”

Although her voice was very low and inaudible behind her, Luther still heard the word “Justin”
clearly.

It was like being poured over the head with a basin of ice water in the winter.

was instantly cold,

he forget, Joyce only had this Justin in

clearly deeply

could still

and forced his body to

he doing? No

stopped at the

He didn’t know what he was feeling

Irritable, angry, depressed, cranky.

smash everything

very

find

doctor, “Come and give Joyce

He calmed down.

been more than

be involved with Joyce anymore. Even if his honest body was so eager to get her

of responsibility still

bed, his departure cooled her fiery body abruptly for a minute, and with her strong willpower, she recovered what was left of

keys from the bed, which felt sharp and cool. She was so ruthless that she used the tip of the key and sliced a bloody cut on her arm. The

clutching the quilt with one hand and propping her forehead with the other, still unable to stop the bout of

down a few points. Luther finished the call and glanced back and saw what she had