In My Desperate Time

I don't know why, but I look at Whitney and suddenly start to worry about her.

Even though I know that I shouldn't have such worries.

I should hate her, shouldn't I?

To me, being soft-hearted is definitely not a good thing.

"What do you plan to do with her?" I ask.

"Actually, you already know, don't you?"

He's right, I do know. Once, I was almost raped. I understand the malicious gazes of those men.

Such a thing to a woman is undoubtedly fatal.

I wanted to stop Frances from doing this, but thinking of the child who dies tragically at the hands of Whitney, I nod.

"Yes."

take out the

don't. Don't do this to me. I can't be ruined by these people. I'll die for this. Can you let me go? Please, I don't want to be ruined by them. I only love you. For the sake of that we used to be husband and wife, please let me go. I promise that I will

are filled with

is her last

ray of starlight also

Killing you is a one-off solution. It's easier for you. Rather than doing this,

cold, and his eyes are

realized how terrifying he is

man who panics others

dejectedly, her eyes filled with fear.

heart is

you! If it weren't for you, Frances wouldn't have divorced me, and we wouldn't have become like this. I hate you. I hate you! I won't let you go, even if I die. I'll drag you to hell!" Whitney turns

been covered with goose bumps because of what she

steps back, but Frances tightly

I'm here. You'll be fine. In this world, no one can