I woke up from the coma and heard my son whisper, “Don’t open your eyes”… my husband and my own sister were waiting for me to d!e so they could take everything.

closer and whispered,

“Mom, don’t move. I already called someone.”

“What did you say?” Ryan asked sharply.

“I said… I love her.”

Claire reached into her bag.

“The notary is downstairs.”

Ryan grabbed my hand tightly.

“You’re signing those papers, Emily. One way or another.”

But I wasn’t fading anymore.

I was awake.

I was listening.

And I was waiting.

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