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.

But all I had was my hand.

So I used it.

This time, more than one finger moved.

Ethan felt it.

Claire saw it.

And smiled.

“Look at that,” she said softly. “She’s waking up.”

Then she turned and locked the door.

Outside, a voice shouted, “Police! Open the door!”

Ryan went pale.

“Claire, stop.”

She spun toward him. “Now you’re scared?”

The door shook.

“Police!”

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