CHAPTER 2: THE WOMAN WHO WAS NEVER SUPPOSED TO WAKE UP
The congregation stumbled backward in horror.
Several guests screamed.
One woman fainted.
Ethan froze as his mother's pale lips moved ever so slightly.
"...Help..."
The word was barely audible.
For a heartbeat, nobody moved.
Then instinct took over.
Ethan shouted for an ambulance while checking for a pulse.
It was weak.
But it was there.
She was alive.
Paramedics rushed into the church within minutes.
As they placed Eleanor onto a stretcher, one medic looked at Ethan with disbelief.
"If you'd waited another ten minutes..."
He stopped speaking.
He didn't need to finish the sentence.
At the hospital, doctors discovered something astonishing.
Eleanor had suffered an extremely rare medical condition that slowed her heartbeat and breathing so dramatically that she had been mistakenly declared dead.
She should never have been placed in a coffin.
The town called it a miracle.
But Ethan wasn't convinced.
Because while recovering, Eleanor whispered something that turned the miracle into a nightmare.
"I heard them..."
"Hear who?" Ethan asked.
"The voices outside my room before they declared me dead."
She squeezed his hand with surprising strength.
"Someone paid them..."
Ethan's blood ran cold.
The doctors reviewed security footage from the hospital.
One recording had disappeared.
A death certificate had been signed unusually fast.
And one nurse had suddenly resigned the very next morning.
Then the investigator uncovered the final piece.
Just forty-eight hours before Eleanor was pronounced dead...
She had secretly changed her will.
Her entire estate—worth millions after recently inheriting family land—was no longer going to her greedy relatives.
It was being left entirely to Ethan.
The funeral wasn't a tragic mistake.
It had been the final step in a carefully planned conspiracy.
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And the person who had organized everything...
Was already sitting at the hospital, pretending to cry beside Ethan's bed.
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