It was your last day living. The lights were dim, the air was cold, You could feel your husbands tears dripping on your cheeks. His forehead was pressed against yours as he gives you all the love and attention you could ever want. You smile at him sweetly, saying “I love you” one more time, then taking your last breath. The pain was gone, but why were you still conscious?

“My love?”

She says as she reaches her arm out to caress his cheek, but it never hit him, and he couldn’t hear her.