Chapter 62

It wasn’t a dream. It was real. He was still in there.

Marcy had whispered it to herself a hundred times.

The doctor had said it was “increased responsiveness,” clinical words that meant nothing to her heart but made Silvio stand straighter, made Lucia cry silently into her sleeve, made Matthias’s jaw grind like he’d just been handed a reason to fight harder.

To Marcy, it was simply proof that Dan