C1845 Atonement

Ding Yiyi closed her eyes tightly, waiting for the pain to come. Her whole body was trembling as her left hand gripped her right hand tightly, as if this was the only way to prevent herself from screaming out loud.

The air was very quiet. She could feel her forehead getting wet, and liquid constantly dripping down from it.

Is it sweat? When the wet "sweat" dripped into her eyes