After our discussion at breakfast, Lori offered to take Kristin to the guest house to show her around. She seemed very intrigued with the woman, and who wouldn't be after meeting someone who had lived the life of being bought and sold for other's pleasure. If I were to be honest, it was hard for me to look at Kristin and not feel guilty. My father sold me to an auction house where I could have bought, used, abused, and resold like an old rug, but Roman saved me. He had no ill intentions in doing so. Now I'm married to Roman and even though our hands were forced into matrimony, we were learning to truly love one another. Kristin, on the other hand, had clearly seen the worst side of human trafficking. Although I didn't know her story, I knew enough to understand that she had experienced unspeakable trauma, having spent months, or maybe even years as a sex slave. The thought made me shudder.