My husband was shot in the stomach a year ago, in 2015. Then, during the next shelling we both almost died. I found myself under the rubble of my own house. Despite the severe wounds, my husband saved my life, he literally carried me out of the house in his arms. He was lying on the bed, a shrapnel hit him in the stomach, and a piece of clay from the ceiling fell on me. But he pulled me out
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