What’s the last thing you said to someone before they left?

I keep thinking about a call yesterday — a woman on the phone, her voice cracking but steady. She was alone in her apartment, couldn’t breathe. I stayed with her until the ambulance arrived. When the paramedics took over, she whispered, ‘Thank you.’ That’s all she said. And then she was gone. I don’t know if she made it. But that moment — the weight of those two words — it stuck. What’s the last thing you’ve said to someone who didn’t come back? Or just… left?