A sizzling sound filled the air as the Liquid in the bottle fell to the ground and ate away at the pavement, revealing its corrosive nature.
It was some form of acid!
Rosalynn remained motionless, her soul momentarily departing as she stared at the sizzling foam on the ground.
Had it not been for Barlowâs intervention, her face would have been disfigured.
âRosalynn, you wretched person! Itâs all your fault! Rot in hell!â
Brylee spat in anger, her face contorted with rage.
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Brylee raised the bottle, attempting to salvage whatever contents remained to pour on Rosalynn again.
With a dangerous glint in his eye, Barlow swiftly kicked Brylee away.
The liquid in the bottle splashed on Bryleeâs body, and she screamed hysterically.
The sickening sound of burning flesh filled the space, intensifying Bryleeâs cries into a haunting, nightmarish pitch.
The commotion had attracted a large crowd, with shocked onlookers gathering to witness the scene.
Amidst the chaos, someone calling for an ambulance reached Rosalynnâs ears.
Breathing heavily, Barlow turned to Rosalynn, concern etched on his face.
âAre you okay?â
âIâm fine!â
Although Rosalynn reassured Barlow, a lingering fear from the incident still gripped her.
She had not expected Brylee to resort to pouring acid on her.
âThatâs good to hear, but Iâm not okay,â Barlow responded, his face growing paler as he groaned in pain, his knees threatening to give way.
Rosalynnâs face drained of color once again.
Shifting his body to the side, she finally noticed the extent of his injuries.
Several areas on Barlowâs coat, both on his arm and back, had been burnt, revealing exposed skin that was now bleeding.
The wounds appeared severe.
âHang on for just a moment.
IâLL bring you to the hospital,â Rosalynn declared, urgency filling her voice.
Barlow chuckled as he Looked at Rosalynnâs serious expression, feigning a sense of relaxation.
âArenât you a doctor? You can help me treat it,â he teased.