Sylvia could barely sleep for the rest of the night, in fear that the man might regain his consciousness and come knocking in the middle of the night to punish her for inflicting such an injury, or worse to question her about their conversation.
Sylvia had never been a good liar and she was not sure if she could pull off a big lie like this with a straight face.
But luckily for her, the night went smoothly and she as well had drifted asleep into a peaceful dreamless slumber.
Sylvia only stirred awake the next morning when Jane barged into her room.
Jane usually knocked on the door politely but she had been so worried about her that she didn't stand on ceremony this time around.
When Sylvia didn't respond to her, she used her spare set of keys and quickly entered inside to check on her.
And only after seeing the girl whole and healthy, peacefully sleeping, she breathed a sigh of relief.
