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

room, her hands clasped tightly, eyes red.

She spoke first, voice trembling. “I’m so sorry, Phoebe. I never meant to hurt anymore.”

I sat forward, anger and pain mixing. “Then why?”

Marla’s confession came out in pieces. “There was chaos in the nursery that night. Your daughter was put under the wrong chart, and when I realized it, I panicked.”

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