Ryan Finley thought he was ending his wife’s suffering; instead, he was standing at the edge of a miracle. After days of agonizing over doctors’ grim predictions and Jill’s likely wishes, he chose to remove life support, believing he was honoring the woman he loved. As ventilators quieted and monitors dimmed, the room braced for her final breath. But Jill’s lips moved. She tried to speak, then began breathing on her own, defying every chart, scan, and probability. In the weeks that followed, through heart surgery and grueling rehabilitation, their marriage was rewritten. Jill remembered nothing of the coma, but everything about what truly mattered. For Ryan, every shared meal, every laugh, every ordinary morning now carries the weight of that day. They live as if time itself is borrowed, because they both know how close they came to never having another moment at all.