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.

cursed.

“Be quiet.”

But Ethan didn’t stop.

“You said you’d tell everyone she was tired… then take me away.”

Ryan stepped toward him.

“Come here.”

“Don’t touch him,” Ms. Parker said.

I tried to move.

To scream.

To protect him.

But all I could do—

was move my hand.

This time—more than a finger.

Ethan felt it.

Claire saw it.

And smiled.

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