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.

hand away discontentedly and say sullenly, "You're fine and lucky that it's only a

way Andrew lying in a

imagine how to face it

look at me

danger. All you have to do is to hide behind me. I will protect you from all dangers. You just

words

how to melt my heart with

he cares about me, so I

Frances and I have a few drinks on the

I get rash from drinking, only two glasses of wine are fine and my

to have a little fun at

as I enter the room, Frances carries me in his arms and walks

me go. Your arm is injured. Can you

he want it all the

voice rings in my

give up and let

have an amazing

tightly in my arms. Only this