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."

over to take out the cloth

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

are filled

her

last ray of

ten times, it's not enough to pay for what you've done. Killing you is a one-off solution. It's easier for you. Rather than doing this, I might as well do something that

is cold, and his eyes are filled

I've truly realized how terrifying he is since

man who panics others

filled with fear. She shakes her head, hoping that Frances would

is as

all because of 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.

goose bumps because of what she

take two steps

here. You'll be fine. In this world, no