What an abusing b*tch
I felt so sad and sorry about Mona when we saw Patsin, Tamsin or whatever she was baptized, lying about most everything to her supposed friend who happened to be the most vulnerable girl in the world, with no friends, no family, no home, not a life of her own and so ready to fall into believing that she had found the friend of her life even putting aside the ambiguous sex stuff. I wonder what stopped her from actually drowning the little btch who took a lot of pleasure from pretending so much stuff just for the heck of it.
A much better ending would have been having her floating face down in the small pond.
wth