For over three decades, Troy and I built a life filled with love, laughter, and challenges. We raised three incredible children and became proud grandparents to five beautiful little ones.On our 36th wedding anniversary, as we danced to our favorite song, I felt like the luckiest woman alive. I gifted him a smartwatch with a heart rate monitor—his doctor had warned him about his heart. That night felt perfect. *But perfection can be deceiving.*

A month later, Troy sat me down at the same table where we’d shared countless dreams and said the words that shattered me: *“I want a divorce. I met someone else.”* I chose to let him go, wanting peace.Three weeks later, I got an alert on Troy’s smartwatch: *“WARNING: Severe heart rate drop detected.”* I rushed to find him unconscious outside his building. His mistress, Alicia, tried to stop me. *“He needs me. Not you. Not ever again.”* But I called 911 anyway.

At the hospital, Troy survived. His voice shook: *“You saved my life.”* Tests revealed Alicia’s workout plan was *“destroying”* him. He realized she only wanted his money.
Holding my hand, Troy whispered, *“Will you give me another chance?”*The smartwatch I gave him saved his life… and our marriage.