The Tuxedo Goodbye: A Father’s Last Dance Before the Monitor Went Silent

Because love doesn’t end when the monitor stops.

Sometimes love just changes shape.

Sometimes it becomes a dress passed from one trembling hand to another.

Sometimes it becomes a lesson screamed into a world that scrolls too fast.

Sometimes it becomes two grieving people holding hands on a couch, choosing not to let death steal the living too.

And sometimes…

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