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

from Harrison’s attempt to destroy it.

I stared at the small object that had saved my life.

“Why did you go through the trash?” I asked.

Owen shrugged.

“Victoria told me the funeral was private and I wasn’t welcome at the mansion. That made me suspicious.”

“That’s all?”

“No. You left me a voicemail the night before you died.”

I looked at him.

“I did?”

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