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My husband buried me in our backyard while I was seven months pregnant, leaving only a thin tube for me to breathe through. “Still being stubborn?” he mocked as his family watched from the porch. For two days, I stayed silent while they thought they were breaking me. Then my husband felt something vibrating beneath the dirt and started digging. He pulled out my hidden phone… and a woman’s voice suddenly said, “Sheriff’s dispatch. We have your location. Keep him talking.”