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Enzo’s POV The waiter managed to get me the security footage from the night before and sure enough, as soon as I left the table, Bethany was sprinkling something into my wine glass. The waiter went over to the table and pretended to accidentally trip and spilled water on the table and on Bethany. While she was distracted, he switched the glasses. At least I was able to prove my innocence now, however, it was only one glass that she drugged. Which made me wonder what the hell happened to me last night. “There’s no way we would have slept with Connie unless something happened,” Max agreed. The waiter profusely apologized for not telling me sooner and I thanked him for his hard work. I went back to the hospital with the footage, and once it was reviewed, all charges and accusation