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

his life. I bought this ring to prove I would love you for the rest

to realize every word that comes from Frances can make

become the

manner and lean against his shoulder, my heart filled with

proposal drives away all my

decides it is time to go home because a project

we

to the company, and

and Sabina still locks herself up

make you

says to me as soon as I enter

nod, walk over, and

sharp, and he notices the ring on my finger

bought this particular ring for you." Old Mr. Louis is familiar with antiques, so he naturally knows what I am

feel even happier when

him for a while, I

am so tired from the long flight that I fall asleep in bed after

wake up, I take my phone to check the time. It is already five o'clock in the afternoon. Frances should be back soon. I get

The phone vibrates.