“‘Mom… Don’t Open Your Eyes’—I Woke From a Coma and Discovered My Husband Was Waiting for Me to Die”

Claire stepped closer, gently adjusting my hair.

“Even unconscious, she still plays the victim.”

Then her tone shifted, lower, colder.

“When Emily dies, we take the boy out of the country. Everything’s already arranged in Chicago.”

Ethan stepped back.

“You’re taking me away?”

“Somewhere you won’t ask questions,” Ryan answered.