I Woke Up Trapped Inside My Coffin at My Own Funeral—Then My Brother Said One Sentence That Made My Wife Turn Ghostly Pale

who had trusted me.

I thought of my father teaching me to identify bourbon by its scent.

I thought of Owen standing beside me at our mother’s grave, both of us swearing nothing would ever come between us.

Then I thought of our last conversation.

I had hung up while he was still talking.

Regret cut deeper than fear.

The machinery stopped.

A button beeped.

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