2 septembre 2026

The Joke That Rewrote the Family Name

“That’s not—” Ethan started, then stopped. “That’s not possible.”

My hands were cold. I stared at the paper, but the words blurred.

Not a match.

Probability: 0%.

“No,” I whispered.

It didn’t sound like denial.

It sounded like something breaking.

I looked at my father.

“Dad?”

He didn’t answer.

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