In My Desperate Time

Turning around, I see my dress burning.

It burns very quickly because it's made of silk.

Without any hesitation, I quickly take off the dress and jump to the side.

Frances and old Mr. Louis notice the sound and rush over. They see me standing there with a panicked expression.

I am wearing leggings inside, but I still feel a little embarrassed when old Mr. Louis comes over.

But right now, I'm not in the position to care about that.

If it weren't for my quick reaction, I probably would have died because of the fire.

The dress burns out quickly, and the entire room is filled with a pungent smell.

"What's going on? Are you alright, Jane?"

Frances walks over and looks at me anxiously.

I shake my head, but my gaze is locked onto Hilda.

happens, but it

pick up the pot.

how it touches the

don't know. I didn't see anything. You should ask

put on an innocent look. She shakes her head at me and says, "It's none of my business. I only noticed it when it began to burn. You

snort and snap at Hilda, "How could an ankle-length dress got caught by the gas range? Come up with a

have done this except

will happen if she continues to live here. I won't even be able to have a

that. Frances, do you believe me?"

lips tightly without saying anything. He may be thinking about what

eyes filled with

could I do such a terrible thing? Jane, even if you want to set me up, this is over

I set her up?

risk

feel it more

I know how dangerous

sweating on my back until

the flames that are still leaping. She firmly says, "Since none of you believe me, I'll

lifts up her skirt and places it