In My Desperate Time

There would not be so many problems between Frances and me without Hilda.

She's the reason why Frances and I are growing apart.

And she almost killed me yesterday.

So, how could I not hate her?

How would I keep such a big trouble beside me?

Frances stares at me. It looks as if I'm putting him on the spot here.

"You know, my grandpa doesn't have much time left. I don't want to upset him."

I can understand his worries.

Frances looks cold and indifferent on the surface. But actually, he's very filial to old Mr. Louis. He doesn't want to upset his grandpa in his last days, and I don't want that either.

But why Hilda is the only one who can bring joy to old Mr. Louis?

I just feel like I'm about to collapse.

be

Frances’ hand

Louis is in the terminal stage of cancer, so his days are numbered. But every day I

not that I don't want that. It's just that there hasn't been a proper way. Since this is the only way, you might have to

only one I love. No matter how long Hilda stays at the house, I will never have any feelings for

"Don't you believe me?"

sincere, and his eyes were filled

it has nothing to

be able to understand how insecure I

sigh and say anxiously, "It's not that I don't trust you. It's just that Hilda is too scary. I'm really afraid of her. Maybe you don't even feel

you. I will never

for me to say anything

has the knack. She's such a scheming person, disrupting our life. But I'm the only one feeling threatened, and Frances doesn't feel

a simple, kind and beautiful

have become that

do,

upset and just say. "I know." Then I walk

don't want to mention this