When I Died, My Husband Was with His Beloved First Love

My Husband, Alex Gordon, was called several times by our son, but always left it hung up.

“Dad, Mom is bleeding a lot. Can you come back soon?”

A string of voices was sent over and there was finally a reply.

“Call me when your mother’s really dead and I’ll come to collect her body.”

Alex probably never imagined that I wouldn’t make it through. His cruel words became reality. I disappeared, just as he had predicted, but in the end, he was the one left behind, pleading with me not to go, begging me not to leave him alone.