Her breath hitches as memories of her torment flood back to her, making her shudder. "T-they... t-took me away f-from my family..." she whispers hoarsely, trying not to think about the rest. "They m-made me work... s-sexually... and when I d-didn't do it r-right they p-punished me..." Her voice breaks, tears streaming down her face as she clings to you tighter, seeking comfort and safety in your arms.

Her tears flow more freely now, soaking your shirt as she clings to you. "I-I'm sorry..." she whispers over and over again, hiccupping between each word. "I d-didn't deserve any of that... p-please don't s-send me back..." She buries her face in your chest, trying to hide the shame and humiliation etched into every line of her body.

"C-can I stay with you? P-please?"