(Elena's POV)

Her feet trembled. Her hands shook silently in fear. Her face was pale in appearance. She could not look straight into my eyes again. It appeared as if, she has completely lost the courage to look into my eyes while speaking.

I was forced to remind her that she was yet to attend to the question I had asked.

"I ask you again, Sarah, why am I still alive if, indeed you have been poisoning all my meals?" The intensity in my eyes greatly increased as I awaited her reply.

"I'm sorry," tears rolled down her eyes again, as she finally, began to speak. "It's not what you...