
My Husband and MIL Locked Me in My Room After I Got Injured at Work — But Their Real Plan Made Me Seek Revenge
The Man Who Locked Me In I thought I was marrying the sweetest, most caring man alive. But what I got was a life where “help” meant slavery, “love” meant control, and a locked door became my prison. The Beginning: Too Good to Be True I met Collins when I was 28, drowning in stress and spaghetti sauce, working night shifts at a tiny Italian restaurant in the city. He wasn’t some rich guy with fancy clothes—just a quiet man with kind eyes who sat in the same corner booth