In My Desperate Time

I get out of bed, put on a coat and walk out.

Frances is not in the living room. Did he go to the roof?

I walk upstairs and see Frances sitting there alone, with a glass of red wine in his hand.

Did he get something on his mind?

"It's so late. Why aren't you sleeping? Now you come up and drink yourself." I walk over and sit opposite him. Then I snatch the wine from his hand and drink it all.

Frances frowns slightly and says, "You shouldn't drink so fast. You'll get drunk."

"Well, I'm not in the mood. Someone promised to take me with him, but he left me outside."

The wound on my hand is aching. And when I think of Frances’ actions, I get angry again.

I know he cares about me and wants me safe, but I'm unhappy about that.

"Silly girl, I'm alright now." Frances smiles and gently strokes my hair.

But I feel that he touches me like a dog.

and lucky that it's only a slight injury. But

Andrew lying in a

face it if it

bring you there." Frances look at me very seriously. His eyes are

behind me. I will protect you from all dangers. You just stay

words melt my

how to melt

about me, so I can't

weather is good tonight. Frances and I have a few drinks on the

glasses of

someone wants to have a little

carries me in his arms and

Can you stop thinking about that for two

it all the

rings in my ears,

I give up and let him bring me to

an

arms. Only this