His Fake Wife, Her Real Voice

The call came from my half-brother, Andrew, offering me a lifeline: marry a comatose heiress for $150,000 a month.

I, Ethan Clark, the black sheep of the family, agreed instantly, eager to escape my cramped apartment and dead-end life.

My new wife, Nicole Anderson, was a "Tech Princess" in a persistent vegetative state, surrounded by machines in a luxurious hospital suite.

I started talking to her, planning how to spend her money on classic cars and parties, feeling a smug satisfaction at my newfound fortune.