Chapter 4

The other two roommates immediately rushed over.

Holding the snack bag, Sophia paused for a moment as a flicker of guilt flashed in her eyes.

"Joanna Bennett! What's that supposed to mean?

"Are you seriously accusing me of swapping your bag?"

As she spoke, her eyes reddened, brimming with unshed tears.

But right before Sophia could start her tearful act, I shoved the bag into a watching roommate's hands.

I said sternly, "Feel it for yourself. Doesn't this bag feel totally different from the one I gave her this morning?

"And the hardware's shine is nowhere near as good!"

My…