Angela wrote us a heartfelt and emotional letter.
My husband has been working too hard for the past 3 weeks. He barely ate all this time. He lost weight and looked exhausted. I was seriously worried about him. Recently, I woke up at 4 am to make him an early breakfast. He was still sleeping.
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