While being carried over to the hospital, she kept her eyes closed and pleaded, ‘Dear God, Just don’t let me die yet. I still have to fight for the injustice and harm inflicted on me.’
Then, she lost her consciousness and the police officer observed her bruised body and mumbled, “Poor girl.”
Meanwhile, Silvester was heading towards the Rosenter Estate (the torture house of the Pedro Falcone)
While driving, his gaze fell on the glove compartment. He opened it up and a little framed picture of Elizabeth fell on his lap. He picked it up, glared at it for a considerable amount of time and then threw it out of the window. Still engaged in driving but he couldn’t cease his mind from ruminating about Abigail.
‘Abigail, from the day I saw her, I have been mesmerized. A monster like myself is n
