I let a petty argument about bread silence our home for three days. We slept back-to-back, ignoring each other. When he tried to wake me at 2:50 AM, I thought he just wanted affection. I brushed his hand away because I was still angry.

I didn't know it was his heart stopping.

By the time I found him, he was gone. I lost the man I truly loved because I chose ego over peace. This story is my warning to you: Don't let pride rob you of your last goodbye. Arguments are small; time is short.

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