After my accident, my husband whispered, « Your life insurance will set me free. » He didn’t say that.

I thought of the life I wanted to create—a life defined not by fear or someone else’s perception, but by my own choices and dreams. As I closed my eyes, letting the rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor lull me toward a fragile sleep, a genuine smile formed on my lips. A new chapter was waiting—one filled with possibility, strength, and the promise of freedom.

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