Chapter 104
Megan flicked her finger against Rachel's forehead. "You seriously need to stop overthinking, you little perv."
Rachel stuck out her tongue. "But what do you think Amelia is really up to?"
Megan raised an eyebrow. "Curiosity's gonna get you in trouble. Focus on the lecture."
At the same time, she sent Tristan a quick text: [Amelia just went to that private clinic across from the Brew & Bloom coffee shop. Look into it.]
Tristan instantly replied: [On it! (づ ̄3 ̄)づ]
Right then, someone else—who happened to be pregnant—was pacing nervously just outside the pathology department.
The door opened, and a doctor in a white coat stepped out, handing her two test reports.
Amelia snatched them up, her hands already shaking.
Both samples showed a genetic match. Parental relationship confirmed. One with 99.8%, the other 99.6%.
Her fingers curled around the papers, trembling. No way was this real.
She had picked this doctor herself. They've been working together for years.
All the hair samples she tam

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