After a brutal car crash, I was rushed into the emergency room. My husband stormed in moments later, furious. “Cut the drama!” he yelled. “I’m not wasting money on this nonsense—get out of that bed!” He grabbed me, trying to yank me off the mattress. When I resisted, he drove both fists into my stomach. And what happened next… changed everything.

Amanda began the case with a clear and precise recounting of Ethan’s actions, starting with the assault in the hospital. The nurse and security guard testified, detailing the moment they intervened during Ethan’s violent outburst. Their statements were compelling, painting a vivid picture of the attack. Next, Amanda presented the medical records, which documented not only the injuries from the accident but also the additional bruising caused by Ethan’s punches. Photos of my injuries were displayed, and I could feel the weight of the evidence settling in the courtroom.

Ethan’s lawyer attempted to downplay the incident, calling it a “moment of frustration” and arguing that Ethan had already apologized. But Amanda wasn’t having any of it. She methodically dismantled every excuse, emphasizing Ethan’s history of emotional abuse and neglect. “This isn’t just about one incident,” Amanda said, her voice firm. “This is the culmination of years of cruelty, manipulation, and violence. Nancy has endured enough, and it’s time for her to receive justice.”

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