What she saw made her heart stop.
Ethan wasn’t lying beside his mother. He sat next to her on the bed, holding her trembling hand. The older woman’s voice quivered in the dark.
Grace’s breath caught.
John. That was Ethan’s father’s name.
Mrs. Turner’s eyes were open, staring at her son as if she truly believed her late husband had returned.
Ethan’s shoulders shook with quiet emotion. “It’s okay, Mom,” he murmured. “I’m here. You’re safe now.”
Grace stepped back, tears already burning her eyes. The door closed softly behind her.
The Truth Revealed
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