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.

don't know how it happens, but it happens the

I pick up the pot. My

I don't know how it touches

know. I didn't see anything. You

head at me and says, "It's none of my business. I only noticed it when it began to burn. You dress probably got

got caught by the gas range? Come up with a better excuse. Otherwise, nobody

one would have done

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

me?"

saying anything. He may be thinking about what is actually

fists, her eyes

terrible thing? Jane, even if you

I set her up?

I risk my life to frame

it more and more

how dangerous

stop sweating on

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

she lifts up her skirt and places