Moreover, upon close observation, the part of the straw moistened with juice exceeds its normal static position.
But I remember, from the moment the juice was poured into the glass until now, I haven't touched it, nor have I taken a sip.
How could the straw appear this way?
Unless someone tampered with my juice, perhaps stirring it with a straw—why stir it though?
A bold idea suddenly popped into my head!
Could it be that Amanda Gordon drugged my juice?!
This thought sent a jolt through my heart!
I can't believe she would have the audacity to do such a thing in broad daylight.
If she truly dared, then what would her motive be?
Could it be to poison me and avenge her brother?
But murder would mean repercussions for her too.
So it certainly isn't...
I couldn't help but speculate on her intentions with the darkest of malice—
Perhaps she wanted to drug me, then fabricate a rape case or something, destroy my life to avenge her brother.