Celina and Fiona were on edge. Been tortured without knowing the source was a huge problem which they found hard to handle mentally.

Celina could be seen in her room pacing about like a maniac about to go on a rampage. Her hair was like a bed's nest , she looked like she had been run over by a caterpillar, looking as haggard as a hurricane. She stared into space as she dragged her hair and yelled maniacally. After some time, her eyes suddenly regained focus as she hurriedly picked up her phone and dialed a string of numbers.

"Hello, have you been keeping watch on that b*tch?" She asked...