My Father Married Me to a Billionaire in a Coma—Then He Opened His Eyes When He Heard My Voice

for nine long months.

At first, I could hear nothing more than a faint hiss of escaping air over the sound of the alarms.

Then, a single, raspy word formed in his throat and drifted into the quiet space between us.

“Sing,” he breathed, his gray eyes pleading with me.

I stared down at him through a thick blur of tears, completely bewildered by the request.continue reading …