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

“What lawyer, Ethan?”

Claire froze.

“That kid knows too much.”

And then it happened.

One finger.

Just one.

It moved.

Ethan noticed. His eyes widened, but he said nothing. Instead, he leaned closer and whispered: