Awoken by my husband, his hands around my throat, unable to breathe.
Filed a police report, returned home to find the only picture of my late mother destroyed.
My eyes finally opened to the fact that I was a victim of abuse and needed help.
Met with an attorney to file for divorce, exhausted, called Uber to get home.
Recognizing, I was in despair, Amaryllis, the Uber driver, started a conversation.
When the trip ended Amaryllis left me with these kind words...
"IT MAY NOT BE MUCH, BUT IF YOU EVER NEED A PLACE TO STAY, MY COUCH IS ALWAYS AVAILABLE."
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