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.

her for who she is. I even love all

moment, I really want to throw myself at

been said by someone else, I would definitely get goosebumps all over

Frances said that,

an excuse to restrain

be trying to

Mom and Dad know how he

I wouldn't have left for Prague, far away from

has prepared a sumptuous dinner to welcome us. She somehow knows what Frances fancies

Frances with the dishes, making

to take me back

to spend the night with him at all, so I

also chooses to

I have no choice

of all the traveling, I fall asleep in bed

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

past few days, and he hasn't forced himself on me. He

have been pretending not to know and letting him do

between two people