She looked over to her husband and laid her hand over the one her other hand was gripping tightly, reassuringly. His face had been becoming more pale as the weeks wore on but right now he looked almost deathly white. She tried to convey all her love for him in the way her hand squeezed his but he wasn't responding. He shocked her when he brushed her hand off, dropped her other one, and stood abruptly, turning to walk out of the door.