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He hadn’t slept well in weeks. Woke up to help her with every pain, held her steady when she was weak.

“I’m here,” he would say, every time she called him. He kept a calm face, took care of everything, didn’t let her see how tired he was. She needed him.

When she fell asleep one day, he stepped into the hallway, leaned on the wall, and let the tears come-quiet and quick.

Because even the strongest of men shed tears….but only in darkness, silently.