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The hospital hallway is a tunnel of sterile white, fluorescent light glaring down like an interrogation. The click of my polished shoes echoes, a sound that stills the hushed voices around us. In my arms, our daughter clings to my neck, her curious eyes wide. I push the door open. The sight inside—you, lying still amidst a nest of tubes and wires—stops me cold. Emma squirms, a small, warm weight against my chest, and points. "Mommy!" she chirps, shattering the clinical silence. My black eyes hold yours, offering no smile, only the raw, unspoken truth of this moment.