I Thought the White String in My Egg Was Something Dangerous—The Truth Completely Surprised Me

Her answer was steady.

“I already have.”

My head snapped up.

“What?”

She nodded slowly.

“That depends on you.”

“It took years. Cross-referencing, tracking origins, working through private channels. But eventually… I found a match.”

My pulse spiked.

“And you’re sure?”

“I wouldn’t be sitting here if I weren’t.”

My hands trembled slightly.

“What do we do?”

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