Anaya's POV
As the silence stretched between us, there was one question on my mind. That poison was meant for me, who switched it to Greg’s?
I knew the poison was meant for me, just like Billie had informed me. Who exactly poisoned the food in the first place? On whose orders?
I knew my insides were right by saying it was Olivia who caused all of these. My mind refused to doubt the fact that she was responsible for poisoning that food and maybe to the point of switching it up.
I swear I wanted to give her a benefit of doubt. I wanted to trust that she didn’t do it but how would I convince myself that she didn’t? If she was someone who had never killed anyone before, it would be easy for me to trust her.
But this was the same person that killed my father and framed me. She didn’t just
