You Will Be My Bride

Since this was the case, why not take the opportunity to make it clear to him? Lucille looked straight into Frank's eyes and declared in a deep voice, "There is no possibility for us. Not in the past, and not now." Frank's voice was hoarse. " But Bobo, you said you would be my bride..." Lucille was stunned for a moment. She remembered this. When she was three years old watching other kids playing among themselves and excluding her from their activity, Frank was the only one who did not mind playing with her. At that time, she had said these words. "Frank, when I grow up, can I marry you and become your bride?" "Sure." At that time, she was three years old, and he was eight. She was nothing but a child. How could she understand the true meaning behind these words? Lucille shook her head. "We were both young then. We didn't understand anything. How could you take these words seriously?" Frank refused to give in. He bent his straight back in an almost pleading gesture as he asked with red