139 Doesn't Matter Anymore

The afternoon was gone quickly and the evening comes.

During the night, Caroline had a hard time sleeping.

She kept seeing Brenda in her mind. The woman's face was scary to look at. She remembered that if she was not able to hit the bottle of acid with her feet, maybe she was already suffering a 3rd-degree burn and a disfigured face right now.

Hmph, that woman was really serious in destroying her face. If she didn't kill Brenda chances are — she was the one who got killed right now.

Right now, her emotion was like a bouncing pendulum, rotating between feeling guilty that she killed Brenda, and then not feeling guilty at all after she remembered that woman was trying to kill her.

It's already 10:00 in the evening and she can't sleep, she was afraid of falling asleep thinking that Brenda will come into her sleep, give her nightmares and kill her. She was afraid that she will die and not able to wake up in the morning.