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In that moment, I understood I was truly on my own. I was no longer just a young woman seeking her family’s approval—I was a Marine standing before my command. They were my real family now, the ones who recognized my worth and stood beside me in the name of honor and freedom. I didn’t yet know how I would face the chaos ahead, but I knew one thing with certainty: I would not be broken.
The general’s voice cut through the silence. “Get him out of here!” he ordered, and military police moved quickly to remove Jacob. Shock rippled through the crowd, followed by anger. My fellow Marines formed a protective wall around me as medics rushed forward. Their presence reminded me I was not alone.
In the weeks that followed, their support carried me through. What I lost ignited a new purpose within me. I became an advocate for others facing abuse, reclaiming my strength.
My name is Serena Waller. I am a Marine—and a survivor.
