“I'm fine!"

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.

“That's good to hear, but I'm not okay," Barlow responded, his face growing paler as he groaned in pain, his knees threatening to give way.

Rosalynn's face drained of color once again. Shifting his body to the side, she finally noticed the extent of his injuries.