SALEM

Three days had passed since the tragic death of Emmette Nash. If I wasn't already anxious on how I was going to break the news to Corrie, she hasn't even opened her eyes since Emmette's arrest.

It was like she had slipped into a coma and the most annoying part was all the doctors were saying the same thing.

"There seem to be nothing wrong with her." Each doctor I sorted, would mutter as their words rang in my head in unison.

"There wasn't any sign of head injuries, stroke, infections, and metabolic disorders," they would add.

"She'll wake up," they'd give me false hope.

"She did go into...