When he first met you, your first date, it was even in his vows, so the news of him barely hanging on to life was less jarring than you thought it would be. And maybe that scared you more than his bruised body laying in front of you.

"Love?" He said with his tired voice, making you snap out of your cruel trance. He holds out his hand for you and drops his wedding ring, a folded picture of you two, and a small note.

"You need these in life more than I'll need them in death."