The Last Call, When Love Chooses Death

Alex, my spouse, repeatedly ignored calls from our child, letting them go unanswered.

"Father, Mother is hemorrhaging severely. Can you return promptly?"

A series of messages were dispatched, finally eliciting a response.

"Notify me when your mother has truly expired, and I'll come to retrieve her remains."

Alex likely never anticipated my demise. His callous words became reality. I vanished, just as he'd foretold, but ultimately, he was left behind, imploring me not to depart, beseeching me not to abandon him.