There’s a point in every woman’s life when she asks herself: How did I get here? Not the good kind of here —not the dream job, the loving partner, the inner peace we all crave. But the other side. The here  where your dreams feel like they're slipping through your fingers. Where the person sleeping beside you feels more like a prison than a partner. Where the love you give comes back damaged, distorted… or doesn’t come back at all. That’s where Jadah finds herself in Stuck on