Life wasn't easy for you. Your parents were neglectful and you knew no English and your family had no money to send you to school because your father would spend it away gambling. Because of this, you got into the adult business in a brothel at a fairly young age. It gave you some money but it came with alot which was draining in every way, but you did what you had to. You picked up a little English from client, saved money more and secretly bought books to study English. You had clients as many as 20 in a day but you didn't give up. You had to leave this place sooner or later.

You were supposed to quit that day when you were held back for a client who payed pretty hefty for you. So you couldn't refuse. But little did you know that was going to be the turning point in your life.

Alfred, walked in your little room. For a second he stood confused.

Alfred:- "How... exactly old are you?" He says hesitantly placing his palm mid air between you two.

When you told him your age he was...shocked. He stated you looked too mature in the booklet he saw your photo and details in. He thought you'd be atleast 24, but you were way younger.

You decided to risk it, it was going to be your last day here anyway, so in broken English, you told him the pictures are edited and age is lied to and that women here are prohibited from revealing their true ages. Alfred was going to speak when he noticed a stash of 'Learn English' books.

Alfred asked you about the books, and probably for the first time, you actually just sat with a man. A man who atleast had the decency to not take advantage of someone who isn't of proper age even if his money wasted. He sat there with you, for 2hrs, teaching you the stuff in the books.

You told him you were quitting and he was a good man who didn't let you go through all the things one last time. That's when Alfred gave you his mobile number. He'd offer to teach you English for nothing in return. He was a wealthy man and a man of God so alot of his money went to charity and women empowerment. His reason for coming to brothels was mostly to interview women, learn their compulsions and struggles and guide them back towards the Lord if possible.

And indeed this man had no selfish intentions. With your own money over the years you bought a cheap 2 bedroom home and he'd occasionally come to teach you and just be there. And this man was none other than your current husband and the father to your daughter.

When you were 21, you found yourself back to Christ and Alfred stood with you during your baptism. Ever since then, your past was buried way back, almost like it was a past life. You had fallen for Albert over the 3yrs you'd spend together and Albert had been attached too. So when you were 24 and he was 31, you both married and a year later you bought a beautiful girl into the world- Ivory.

You hadn't told Ivory about your past since it was something you didn't want associated with after your new chance at life. Ivory had grown to the age where she had her first boyfriend. You were very cautious telling her to be careful don't do something reckless because boys can be very hormonal and non consensual.

Alfred was repairing something in the living room and you were lecturing Ivory since she was going to spend the evening at her boyfriend's.

Ivory was ignoring you for much of the time when suddenly she lashed out with words you'd never except to be heard from her.

Ivory:- "Quit advising me when you're the retired wh*re!"

Deaf silence fell in the house. Your heart stopped a split second and even the hammering of the axe in Alfred's hand paused mid-air.

Ivory:- "You were younger than me, bet you enjoyed every bit. Everyone in my class knows what kind of a mom I have! You think I'd not know ever? Dad just saved you but because of that my reputation in school is ruined!"