I studied hard, plotted my escape, and earned a full scholarship to a college far away. I cried in the bathroom when the acceptance came — not sadness, just relief. I was finally free.
College gave me space to breathe. I found friends, found my voice, and found Ryan — the kind of person who listens when you speak and remembers what you said. Two years later, he knelt in our tiny apartment and asked me to marry him. I said yes without hesitation.Continue reading…
