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

I will never call silence protection when it is really fear. I will ask instead of assume. I will tell you the truth even when it changes how you see me.”

His voice trembled slightly.

“And I will spend every day being grateful that the first voice I heard when I returned to the world was yours.”

My vision blurred.

He lowered himself carefully onto one knee.

The movement was still difficult.

I reached for him.

“Ethan, your therapist will be furious.”

“She is standing behind you.”

I glanced back.

The therapist smiled.

“He practiced.”

When I turned again, Ethan was holding up the ring.

“Will you marry me?”

“We are already married.”

“Will you do it on purpose this time?”

Laughter broke through my tears.

I looked at my father, who was crying openly now.

At Vivian, whose hand rested on Jason’s arm.

At the garden carrying my mother’s

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