Leah stared at the letter multiple times as her mind swirled with unanswered questions.
Who sent it? And why?
Her heart thudded as her fingers tightened around it. Her eyes zeroed in on the last line, the one that made her stomach twist with uneasiness “PS:Don't drink the tea.”
Was it truly poisoned?
She hadn't been wrong to suspect Victoria and now someone else also knew about her deviousness.
She rushed to the bathroom and poured the green liquid down the sink.
She didn't know which was more terrifying, the confirmation that she wasn't paranoid or the terrifying question of who had written the note.
Rachel, the quiet maid with sunken eyes who brought her tray, was the calmest of them all. She only spoke when spoken to was basically unnoticeable. Could she be the one who wrote the note or did someone else plant that note when she wasn't looking?
There was also the question of whether this was another twisted game Alex or Victoria had cooked up. Was this another layer of manipulat
