In My Desperate Time

It hurts.

With my hand red and swollen, I gasp in pain.

The plane clearly didn't shake just now, so...

The stewardess panics and keeps apologizing to me, "Sorry, I'm so sorry. I didn't do it on purpose. It was because of the lady behind me who accidentally touched my hand that I slipped."

Hilda touches the stewardess?

Was that really an accident?

"It doesn't matter." I force a smile and say to the stewardess through the pain.

It's obviously not her fault. If I blame her, it'll definitely get her in trouble.

The stewardess looks at me gratefully and apologizes to me again before continuing to serve other passengers.

I turn to look at Hilda, who looks quite uninterested.

I can pretend to be ignorant of her identity, but that doesn't mean I can endure her harm to me at will again and again.

Now, without Frances around me, I have to learn how to protect myself.

go too far," I say to

too far? I don't know what you're

as if she

to look at Frances and says softly, "Darling, I didn't touch the

calls me, I feel a

between Frances

coldly, "I know. You

Someone unimportant?

Indeed.

consumed with lust that day, without

clearly aware

is burning, but my heart

I hate myself.

that

forget

Hilda no matter how much I love

feel like I'm about to be a whiny and tragic woman because

and says softly, "You also heard it. Frances didn't see me touch that stewardess. Even if you don't want us to be with each other, you'd better

I hate to see you together, but I'll never do such a ridiculous

expose her true face and have Frances know

know now is not