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.

cold, and

how could he forget, Joyce only had this Justin

was clearly deeply in love

this time, she could still mistake him for

completely and

was he doing? No more, he couldn’t be

stopped at

was he to her? He didn’t

Irritable, angry, depressed, cranky.

smash everything in the

very jealous

urge to literally find this

pants while dialing Jamie, the family doctor, “Come and give Joyce a sedative, now, immediately, right now!

He calmed down.

had been more than enough

with Joyce anymore. Even if his honest body

sense of responsibility still

a minute, and with her strong willpower, she recovered what was

to feel a set 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 pain, the

clutching the quilt with one hand and propping her forehead

points. Luther finished the call and glanced back and saw what she had done and the bloody