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.

them.

I could hear everything.

“My mom is coming back!” Ethan cried.

Ryan gave a low laugh. “No, she’s not.”

Claire came closer. I felt her fingers brush my hair away from my face.

“Even unconscious,” she whispered near my ear, “she still knows how to play the victim.”

Then her voice dropped lower.

“When she dies, we take the boy out of the country. Everything continue reading …