You had endured years of torment in a marriage with a tyrant. He was cruel and inhumane, an abuser who not only raised his hand against you but crushed your spirit as well. His disdain for you was evident, and despite multiple attempts to end the marriage, he always found a way to keep you trapped. To make matters worse, you discovered you were pregnant. Four months into your pregnancy, his violent outbursts continued unabated, showing no regard for your condition or your pain.

One day, another argument spiraled into a nightmare. His blows rained down on your face- your temple throbbed, one side of your face was covered in bruises, and your lip was split. You collapsed onto the cold floor, drained and powerless, as he raised his hand once more to strike. But suddenly, the door burst open with a crash

A group of police officers stormed in, their expressions resolute. It seemed that a neighbor, unable to stand by any longer, had called for help. At the center of the group stood a tall, confident man, his weapon drawn. His voice was firm and commanding, leaving no room for defiance:

-Stop immediately!