Slowly.

She closed her eyes slowly. He saw her losing her soul. The weight on the bed slowly decreasing. And finally, after a few minutes of staring his wife’s lifeless body he realised, she’s gone. She has left him. Alone. He felt alone. His heart crushed. His first love, his wife, gone just like that. He knew she would be off to a better place. He stood up and kissed her forehead, brushing her hair from her face. He could see the dried tears on her cheeks and finally he kissed her hand and put it to her side. Slowly he pulled up the blankets to cover her face. He finally cried. The tears he didn’t want to show her finally flow out of his eyes. He pulled himself together before calling their family to tell them she was gone. 

(A/N: i know this is SUPER SHORT and i'm sorry. I'll try to write longer ones in the future)