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He couldn't see just how much she loved him.
He couldn't see the beautiful thing they had was dying day by day.
He couldn't see the bottle of jack was killing him slowly.
He couldn't see his wife's heart breaking piece by piece.
He couldn't see the tears she cried.

He didn't want to get help.
He didn't want to let the bottle of jack go.
He didn't hear her leave with the unborn baby in her belly.
He didn't see what he had until it was gone.

— The End —