My husband locked me in a commercial freezer to get rid of me and our unborn babies. “No one will find you here,” he whispered, shutting the door. Against all odds, I gave birth to twins in the dark. Just as I lost hope, my husband’s worst enemy opened the door, and what he said next changed everything…

permitted it. He never rushed my healing, and because he didn’t demand I fix myself for his convenience, I actually began to heal.

A year and a half later, when my children were thriving toddlers who knew nothing of the frost, and I was no longer checking the locks on my apartment door ten times a night in a cold sweat, Connor asked me to marry him.continue reading …