THIRD PERSONS POV
“No, Tulsi is plucked around that time!” Vina insisted and Mirai frowned.
“It's Tulsi. It's a dew leaf. You don't pluck it before the dew has dried on it to keep it fresh and lock in its flavor and nutrients. If not, then it's no longer Tulsi. So you either come up with a better lie or come clean.”
Vina began to fidget, unable to look Mirai in the eyes.
It wasn't plucked by that time? She thought to herself, But that's not possible. The leaves had been plucked at exactly that time for the past one week. How could it not be true?!
Vina was slowly losing her mind over this.
Perhaps Mirai was playing a trick on her because they need someone to pin for the murder of that young man.
“You've clearly never made Tulsi tea before, otherwise your story wouldn't have suc
