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 impulse, is

someone I hate. I

I can’t.

yet. Can you give me some more time?” I say this in a very light voice, with the sound of begging

Frances won’t agree to my request. When I used to be his mistress, he has always only done what he liked, why will he

to sleep with me after already being

says, and then

feel as if I am in

He agrees?

look like something he

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

moments later, someone comes to help me move

year since I entered this room last

it. Not a single dust corn is to

things, I close the door and

it to the page with our

actually really am married to

is now reality, but I