In My Desperate Time

At some point, he added a dresser in his room, which is filled with cosmetics.

And, those are all the brands that I usually use.

The closet is filled with the newest collections, dresses, pants, suits, anything to think of. I don’t know if Frances picked these, but they are all my style.

From the moment I told him I wanted to marry him, only one hour has passed, he didn’t have the time to prepare all this.

Unless, he already knew that I am coming back. I suddenly understand what he means when he says, I am never going to get away from him.

I don’t know why Frances is doing all this, I don’t understand what he is thinking, I have never been able to guess, and now I don’t want to try anymore.

“Thank you.”

I show him my simple appreciation, and say to him while looking at this room, “But you have stored everything in your own room, later I will have to move it all to my own, that’s a lot of struggle.”

“Your room? We are married, why wouldn’t we stay in the same room?” Frances looks at me with raised brows. His lips are showing a slight smile.

I suddenly feel anxious.

the decision I made under

in the same bed with someone I hate. I am afraid

I can’t.

time?” I say this in

I used to be his mistress, he has always only done what he

after already being married, Frances wasn’t

your own room.” He says, and then he

feel as if I

He agrees?

something he will

very fortunate. I don’t have to live with Frances in the same room,

help me

has been half a year since I entered

left it. Not a single dust corn is to be seen, it seems someone comes

door and lie down on the bed, tired. I take

the

am married to

to think about before, is now reality, but I have no way