Chapter 110 Winter

• I bite my lip hard. This is it. This is the perfect opportunity to tell Nath about what I discovered at the hospital. About the swapped names. About the DNA belonging to someone in their seventies or eighties. About my suspicions that something is very, very wrong with this entire situation.
• But no. That would be selfish of me. I need to get to the bottom of everything first before I say anything. I need proof, not just suspicions.
• But then suddenly, the whole situation gives me an idea, and I actually cannot believe I'm about to suggest this. I chuckle.