My heart sank the moment I saw it. A strange, white, rope-like strand twisting through the egg white, like something alive. I froze. What if it was a parasite? What if I’d been eating this for years without knowing? The more I stared, the more wrong it looked. I cracked more eggs, desperate for answers. Only one had it. That made everything worse. I imagined contamination, sickness, all the horror stories I’d read online. My mind spun as I scrolled through articles, bracing for the worst. Then, with one quiet sentence from an expert, everything I feared unrave… Continues…