In My Desperate Time

I don’t want to go head to head with Frances Louis, but there is nothing I could do. I have to walk past him to get to work.

He has seen me and I can’t pretend not seeing him, I can only say hi.

“What a coincidence! President Louis.”

Before I finish my sentence, I am dragged by him into the car.

Frances Louis slams the door shut, and for a moment the atmosphere inside is eerily quiet.

The low pressure makes me breathless.

Looking at Frances Louis, I notice that his face is sullen, too, and that his eyes are as deep as ink. I don’t know what he is thinking.

I try to open the door, but it is locked.

“President Louis, I have to go to work, would you please…”

Frances Louis turns and asks me with his eye half-opened.

is that

is asking

know that he doesn’t allow me to keep company with any

classmate. We are just having lunch.” I say to

is true, why I

Louis sneers and looks at me sideways, “Classmate? I heard everything he said that day outside The Cloud Heaven. It was his coat you came back

because I have never heard Frances Louis say

I must have annoyed him.

and that’s the past, do you have

his mistress, and he has my body. Does he also want to have

ridiculous. Is it possible that a person like Frances Louis

you when he finds out what you are doing now? You must know how embarrassed

words stab into

is talking about the fact that I am now his mistress, the most despised “profession”. In the mind of Noah Jefferson, maybe

not good for

truth makes my heart