In My Desperate Time

Instantly...

I seem to have heard that gunshot again.

And this time, the bullet has shot right in my heart.

Does he really hate me that much?

Even though I've seen this coming, when I hear it, I still feel extremely painful.

"OK. I see."

After saying that to Hilda, I walk towards the door.

The moment the door is closed, tears fall down like beads from a broken thread.

I slowly curl up with my arms tightly holding my legs, wailing.

"Frances, Frances, Frances..."

I mumble his name over and over again, as if it'll never be enough.

Despair floods me, and I've collapsed.

Frances and I, we fail to make it to the end.

After crying for a long time, I'm brought into the detention center by the prison guards.

I'm still waiting for my trial. Before the trial, I need to stay in detention.

the dark and gloomy room sits a woman with

she only glances at

at the surroundings and can't help but

a six-person room with bunk beds, just like the dormitories

on the bed

bed, which is

lady, I still

staying in a detention

over, I'll be sent

what kind of life

I feel like

before, is now right in front

panicky

is no

Frances. I want to live with the person I love, but now, it's

heart is aching like

night, sitting alone in bed. And the

next day, I have

with the thin blanket, not wanting to

having a fever is a

I won't think about

awake, but most of the

and

I feel terrible.

somehow makes

my heart doesn't hurt so much

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