AMELIA'S POV
“Why would I intentionally try to harm myself?“
“Amelia's right.“ My mother said, “She just grabbed the drink from a maid. She drank several sips from it before her father drank from it.“
Cecilia scoffed. “I'd support my daughter too.“
“Unfortunately for you, your mother's not here, so keep quiet and stop blabbing rubbish.“ My grandmother said, I could see that it hurt her, and I couldn't even pretend to feel sorry for her. It was her fault for trying to pin this on me again.
How did she even know he drank from my glass? Was she monitoring us?
“I think we have to look into this all over again.“ Uncle Matthias said. “There might be some truth to what she's saying. There's no smoke without fire.“
One of my aunts nodded, and I rolled my eyes.
“So should I add you to the
