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

his erratic breathing beginning to slow in tandem with the rhythm of my song.

The digital heart monitor began to drop from its dangerous peak, its frantic beeping slowing to a stable cadence.

The lead doctor went completely pale, his hands freezing over the syringe he was preparing as he watched the monitor.

Cynthia backed away toward the open doorway,continue reading …