Two hours after my ex-husband said “I do,” he walked into my hospital room with his bride still wearing her wedding dress.

return my money.

It returned my name.

My dignity.

My daughter’s safety.

My freedom.

Simone asked, “Do you feel like you won?”

I thought of Dominic in his tuxedo, standing in my hospital room with a contract in his hand, believing I would sign away my life because I was too tired to fight.

Then I thought of my daughter’s tiny fingers wrapped around mine.

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