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At first, he did what anyone would do—he hoped.
Hope is powerful in the beginning.
Doctors gave cautious explanations. Family members whispered prayers. Friends said, “She’s strong. She’ll fight.”
He held her hand.
Talked to her.
Played her favorite songs.
Believed she could hear him.
Believed she would come back.
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But days turned into weeks.
Weeks turned into months.
And hope… slowly started changing shape.
Not disappearing.
Just becoming heavier.
