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 die so they could take everything.

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.

“Look at that… she’s waking up.”

She locked the door.

And as Ryan grabbed Ethan—

a voice shouted outside:

“Police! Open the door!”

But Claire was already too close…

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