In My Desperate Time

In the crowded Prague Square, Frances and I are lost in our amorous kiss.

This kiss is sweet and fresh as ever many years later.

After the fierce kiss, Frances pulls me into the carriage, and we wander around the square.

I still stare at the ring on my finger and can't look away.

"Frances, where did you get this?"

I ask again.

My perseverance prevails and Frances explains to me, "I bought this ring at the auction that day."

An auction?

I remember Frances came back in a good mood then. It turns out it was because he obtained this ring.

It is safe to assume that he has been planning on proposing to me since then.

No wonder he has been acting so mysteriously these days. It has been about the upcoming proposal arranged in secret.

I am so touched by him.

and he

loved that woman all his life. I bought this ring to prove I would love

word that comes from Frances can make my

clichés become

and lean against his shoulder, my heart filled

proposal drives away all my displeasure

is time to go home because a project in his company

bidding farewell to my parents, we get

straight back to the company, and I go home in a

Mr. Louis has returned, and Sabina still locks herself up in her

seems to make

me as soon

over,

notices the

actually bought this particular ring for you." Old Mr.

feel even happier when he

with him for a while, I go

so tired from the long flight that I fall

wake up, I take my phone to check the time. It is already five o'clock in the afternoon.

The phone vibrates.