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.

a corner of the dark and gloomy room sits a woman with an indifferent

she only glances at

surroundings and can't

six-person room with bunk beds, just

on the bed except

bed,

not a spoiled and picky lady, I still have

I'm staying in

is over, I'll be sent to

about what kind of life it

feel

of before, is now right

feel panicky

there is

Earl. I miss Frances. I want to live with

is

alone in bed.

I have

the thin blanket, not wanting to tell anyone

is a good thing

won't think about Frances or other

I'm awake, but most of the

freezing, and sometimes, I'm

I feel terrible.

the physical suffering somehow makes

doesn't hurt so much

are