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

a few strands of my hair brushed against his pale cheek.

His dry lips parted once more, and I strained every nerve in my body to catch the microscopic sound escaping his throat.

“Camera,” he whispered, his vocal cords straining against the profound exhaustion threatening to pull him back under.

A sudden, icy chill slithered down the entire length of my continue reading …