SHE WAS NEVER SUPPOSED TO WAKE UP.”

PART 2: “SHE WAS NEVER SUPPOSED TO WAKE UP.”

The entire chapel froze.

Even the roar of the cremation chamber seemed distant now.

I stepped toward Clara’s coffin slowly, my heartbeat slamming so violently against my ribs that I could barely hear anything else.

Then her stomach moved again.

Not a twitch.

Not my imagination.

Movement.

Alive.

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