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Chapter 28: A Glimmer of Hope

Author: Miss Amateur
last update Last Updated: 2025-01-16 22:52:19

I didn’t know how long I’d been staring at the screen in front of me, but when the pieces finally clicked into place, it felt like the weight of the world had been lifted off my shoulders—if only for a moment. The data, the samples, the endless trials—they had all led to this. A breakthrough.

My hands trembled as I double-checked the results, my heart pounding in my chest. For weeks, I’d been chasing leads that seemed to go nowhere, every failed test another reminder of how much was at stake. But now, for the first time, I had something tangible, something real.

The virus was mutating, yes—but the mutation patterns I’d been tracking weren’t random. They followed a distinct sequence, one that I might be able to target with the right treatment. It wasn’t a cure, not yet, but it was a start. A glimmer of hope in a sea of despair.

I barely noticed the door to the lab opening until Ethan’s voice cut through my thoughts.

“Julian? You’ve been in here all day. You—” He stopped mid-senten
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