“My husband beat me while I was pregnant and his parents laughed… but they didn’t know that a simple message would destroy everything.”

At five in the morning, when the city was still breathing silence, violence burst into my life with a brutality that left no room for doubt or hope.
The bedroom door slammed against the wall with a dry crash, as if announcing the beginning of something that had been brewing in the darkness for too long.

Victor saw me as …