In My Desperate Time

Behind me, Mom whispers to Frances.

"What's wrong? Did you quarrel?"

I turn around and glare at Frances, my eyes speaking of death, deterring him from blabbering.

He looks at me dotingly and smiles at Mom, replying, "She warned me I should say no."

Damn it!

Why did he say that?

Mom rolls her eyes at me and pulls Frances' hand. "That's her. You must be more tolerant of her. Don't lower your opinion of her because of her flaws."

...

I feel embarrassed when she says that.

I don't understand why Mom has such a good impression of him on their first encounter.

Am I looking at the so-called bias from a woman toward her son-in-law?

Frances shakes his head and says something moving, his voice deep and melodious.

for who she is.

really want to throw

else, I would definitely get

when Frances said that, it

finally find an

trying to gain Mom's

Mom and Dad know

left for Prague,

a sumptuous dinner to welcome us. She somehow knows what Frances fancies and cooked his favorite

she keeps helping Frances with the dishes, making

take

to spend the night with him at all, so I say I want

course, Frances also chooses

I have no choice but to sleep on the same bed with

all the traveling, I fall asleep in bed fast after

of the bathroom, but in a daze, I feel like I am in a

been ignoring him these past few days, and he hasn't forced himself on me. He

to know and letting him

the unique tacit understanding between