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At the front counter, I said, “Talia Davis. My wife. Where is she?”

I wondered if they could see my heart pounding in my chest, because it was loud as fuck.

But then I thought about it for a second.

Talia had my heart in the palm of her little hand.

Fuck. Me.

She’d better be okay.

The nurse smiled, typed something, and told me her room number.

I ran through the hospital and then ran into her room.

She saw me coming and then she smiled sadly, “Hey.”

I rushed to her and took her in, and then felt all the air in my body expel out of me in relief.

She wasn’t hurt.

But I needed her to confirm it, “Are you hurt?”

She shook her head, “No. I’m sorry, I didn’t call you. I don’t know where my phone is.”

I leaned down and pressed a kiss on her lips, softly.

Then I asked, “What happened?”

A new wave of tears hit her eyes, and I frowned until she spoke.

“I was at Henrietta’s making dinner. She told me her chest had been hurting earlier today but that it was nothing. And I didn’t think it was. So, I loaded her into my car and brought her here. They wheeled her back and then...” her voice broke.

I gathered her in my arms, and then hugged her tightly; tears ran down her cheeks, soaking my shirt.

“I fainted when they told me that... fuck... they told me that she had another stroke, and that it was a bad one.”

She was crying into my shirt when a nurse walked in, and handed me my keys, and softly whispered, “We moved it for you.”

I nodded.

And then kept holding my wife in my arms, feeling the little kicks from my boys.

It was maybe ten minutes later when she finally stopped crying, and then a doctor entered the room.

He smiled, “Everything is okay with you. I was asked to bring you up to the ICU floor. If the two of you will follow me.”

I helped Talia sit up, and then I helped her stand, keeping an arm wrapped around her waist.

We followed the doctor to the ICU floor and then to a little office.

Moments later, a woman walked in.

And I held my wife in my arms as we were told that Henrietta had a second stroke on the way up to get scans.

They did everything they could.

But sadly, she had passed away.