“Maybe now you’ll learn your place,” my mother-in-law sneered after my husband attacked me while I held our sick baby post-surgery. Weak and trembling, I locked us in the room and dialed one number. Minutes later, heavy boots kicked down the front door, and my husband’s face went pale as my father walked in wearing his general’s uniform and said…

healthy, rested, and entirely unbothered. As he took his seat at the defense table, he turned his head, locked eyes with me across the room, and offered a slow, chillingly confident smile.

He thinks he’s going to get away with this, I realized, a stone of dread settling in my chest.

Chapter V: The Stand

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