Jade was crying hard, her tears mingling with the despair that weighed heavily on her heart. The reality of her situation was unbearable: her father, once a figure of protection, had become a gambler and a drunkard, selling her to a pleasure house to pay off his debts.
The life that awaited her now was one of servitude, reduced to fulfilling the needs of men who saw her as nothing more than a commodity.
She struggled to understand how her life had spiraled into this nightmare. Once, her days had been filled with light and hope, but now, darkness seemed to stretch endlessly before her.
Memories of a happier time flashed through her mind—days when her father was a different man, when the world felt full of possibilities.
But those memories were now like distant dreams, irrelevant to the harsh reality she faced.
