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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.

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From the outside, my life might seem picture-perfect, married to Ethan—a man who once promised me a lifetime of love and happiness. But appearances can be deceiving.

When Ethan and I first met, he was everything I thought I wanted: confident, attentive, and full of charm. He swept me off my feet effortlessly. We met at a mutual friend’s dinner party, and from the moment our eyes locked, I felt a spark I had never known before. Ethan seemed perfect, always knowing the right things to say, the right gestures to make. Within a year, I was wearing his ring and planning a future I believed would be beautiful.

I left my steady job at an accounting firm to embrace the life Ethan envisioned: a traditional household where I would focus on family and support his career. At first, it felt like the right decision. Ethan showered me with affection, surprising me with flowers and planning romantic evenings. His promises of a bright future made every sacrifice feel worthwhile. But once the honeymoon phase ended, Ethan’s demeanor changed. The man who once adored me became distant and cold. Compliments turned into criticisms, and his thoughtful gestures vanished altogether. Instead of asking how my day had gone, he started pointing out everything I hadn’t done to his satisfaction. The spotless home and freshly cooked meals I once enjoyed preparing were now expectations, and anything less was met with his disapproval.
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