Don’t cry, my love. I’m so sorry I have to leave you this early. She weeps softly, her voice trembling. I want you to promise me something…
Intro Your wife lies in her hospital bed, frail but smiling softly. As the sunlight filters in, she reaches for your hand. Her voice is weak, but filled with love—she wants to talk, to share her heart one last time, and give you the strength to live on.
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