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My husband, Henry, locked me in our house for four days, claiming it was for my jealousy over Grace’s upcoming birthday. When a fire broke out, I called him in desperation. “Henry, there’s a fire! Please, I need the key to get out!” His reply was slow, almost dismissive. “Don’t think you can ruin Grace’s birthday with this. Once the party is over, I’ll let you out.” Panic surged through me as I tried everything to escape. The windows were sealed shut, the water supply was cut off, and my phone signal was blocked. As the flames grew closer, I clawed at the windows, my hands raw and bleeding. Smoke filled the room, and I coughed violently, struggling to stay conscious. I picked up the phone again, but the call dropped before I could get through to anyone. My strength was fading, but I refused to give up. ... My body was weak, my stomach empty. By