Juliette’s POV
I was in a coma for three full years.
For three years, I was like a ghost imprisoned inside my own body—my consciousness drifting in and out, sometimes clear, sometimes gone, yet I couldn’t open my eyes, couldn’t speak, couldn’t move.
I knew everything.
I knew how clearly the sound of bones breaking rang out the moment I was pushed down the stairs;
I knew who was standing behind me;
And I also knew everything that happened afterward.
The reason I was able to wake up is because of Aria.
When Evangeline had her hands around my throat, it was Aria who found me amid the chaos. She was the one who gave me first aid immediately, the one who fought desperately to pull me back from the edge of death.
I could hear voices, but I couldn’t respond;
I wanted to speak the truth,
