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The Coma Doll Chapter 10
In the visitation room, I saw Sienna again.The glamor was gone. No pale, fragile mask. Just a prison uniform, barefaced—and somehow calm. Almost happy.I stared. "It was you, wasn't it?"She nodded. "When I had you steal those papers, I already knew. I told Dr. Wilson to call the cops.""Why?" My voice cracked. "You had the money. You could've vanished.""Would that life really be what I wanted?" She gave a bitter smile. "Vivian... maybe this is freedom."Her eyes lingered on me, heavy with something I couldn't name. "Thank you."I had no words. There were no winners in this mess.Linda Deinert went down for trafficking, exploitation, and illegal ops—straight to prison. The "visitors" got prosecuted too.Serenity Hills, once Rivera's crown jewel, collapsed in scandal and bloodshed. The place gutted itself in a desperate purge.Desmond and Matilda faced trial for neglect and abuse. Stein Corp, already on life support, finally flatlined.And Sienna—her motives messy as hell—s
The Coma Doll Chapter 9
"Yes, baby. You waking up is already the greatest gift we could ever ask for." Matilda clutched her hand, eyes raw and wet.Sienna smiled sweetly. "To celebrate my recovery—and to thank you for everything—I want to use part of my trust fund to buy you a big gift."Desmond and Matilda traded a glance, something sour flashing in their eyes."Sienna, just you saying that is enough. That money's your future. How could we take it?" Desmond's voice oozed fake reluctance."Dad, don't hold back with me. You've already sacrificed so much. The company even struggled because of my illness. Let me do something for the family." Her reasoning was airtight.With her "insistence," they gave in. Sienna slid out the authorization form and paperwork, guiding them through the signatures.Pens scratched. Her lips curved, barely a smile. Everything was falling into place.But before they could stand, the door flew open.Ms. Deinert walked in pale, flanked by security and two cops."Desmond Stein. M
The Coma Doll Chapter 8
Instinct kicked in. My eyes scanned the room—The window. A tiny balcony. A drainage pipe thick enough to grip.I didn't think. I shoved the window open, slipped onto the balcony, and flattened myself against the wall, barely breathing.The study door rattled almost instantly. The handle twisted, then stopped."Strange. Why is the study locked?" Desmond's voice was edged with suspicion."Maybe the wind, or you bumped it last time," Matilda murmured, weary."Impossible. I never lock the study." His tone hardened. "I'll get the spare key."Panic tore through me. If he found the window open, I was caught.Then, like a lifeline, Sienna's frail voice rang out from downstairs, urgent and shaky."Dad! Mom! I feel so dizzy!"Their focus snapped away."Sienna! What's wrong?" They bolted downstairs, forgetting the study.I didn't waste a second. Climbed back in, shut the window, unlocked the door, and slipped out. Then I ran, heart hammering the whole way. Too close. If Sienna hadn't
The Coma Doll Chapter 7
In the days after, Sienna played her recovery game. First single words, then short sentences. Her body went from stiff as stone to wobbling on her feet with my help.Every step lit Desmond and Matilda up. They spoiled her nonstop, saying yes to everything.Sienna played it smooth, using her "recovery" to set up the endgame. She'd drop hints about things she'd wanted before the coma—trips, food cravings—and her parents always delivered.Then came the soft worries. That her body might never heal. That she might not have security. Matilda teared up every time, promising her comfort."Sienna, don't worry. Your father and I have everything prepared. The trust fund in your name is more than enough."Exactly what Sienna was fishing for.One afternoon, she lay pale in bed and whispered, "It's almost time."My dad's study—safe behind the east wall bookshelf. Code's my birthday plus my parents' anniversary. The authorization papers are inside."Tomorrow, I'll get us to the house. When we
The Coma Doll Chapter 6
After cutting the deal with Sienna, my days sped up like someone hit fast-forward. Every shift was just nerves and waiting.She started working her plan—first a twitch in her fingers, then a flicker of her eyelids. When I called her name, she'd even grunt back.I ran straight to Ms. Deinert with the "news." She looked shocked for half a second before snapping back, then pulled together Serenity Hills' so-called expert team for a consult.After a round of tests, the verdict was that Sienna's brain activity was picking up. Maybe she'd wake up, maybe not—no one could say.Desmond and Matilda lit up. They started showing up all the time, clinging to that sliver of hope. Matilda basically lived at her bedside, talking nonstop, dredging up memories, crying herself dry only to start again.Watching her unravel made guilt knot in my stomach.'If she knew the truth—that every bit of this was staged—what would she do?'Meanwhile, Sienna turned the whole thing into a performance. She teare
The Coma Doll Chapter 5
I stumbled back and hit the floor, my voice shaking. "Why are you doing this? Don't you get you're playing with fire?""Playing with fire?" She rolled her shoulders and sat up. "Compared to the hell they were about to throw me into, this is nothing.""Who? What hell?""My parents." Bitterness dripped off every word. "They were gonna marry me off to some rich kid with cerebral palsy. Their company needed a bailout. He can't even care for himself. Marrying him meant life in a cage—like being a widow before I even lived."I just froze. Someone like her—glamorous, untouchable—carrying that kind of secret?"So you faked the coma?""What else was I supposed to do?" Her voice sharpened. "I tried everything—refusing, starving myself, even thought about ending it. They never let up. Only way out was making myself useless."She snapped a piece of hardtack, calm as ever. "I staged the crash. Figured if I went full coma, they'd finally stop. But they didn't. They just found new ways to milk
