Dr. Evans took a deep breath, sensing the weight of the room pressing in on all sides. “Mrs. Monroe, according to the extensive genetic analysis we’ve conducted, it seems there’s a notable anomaly in your family’s genetic markers.” He paused, letting his words sink in. The tension in the room was palpable, almost like a living thing.
Vivien’s smirk faltered, her confidence wavering for the first time. “What do you mean?” she demanded, her voice lacking its earlier edge.
