UNKNOWINGLY SOLD INTO SLAVERY.
Jessica and Caleb stepped into the dimly lit interior of their home, greeted by the sight of their parents engaged in conversation with two ominous-looking men. The room, much like the exterior of the house, was a testament to years of neglect. Tattered curtains hung limply from the windows, and the furniture, once sturdy, now bore the scars of time.
Their mother, a woman worn down by life's struggles, wore a weary but warm smile as she laid eyes on Jessica. "Jessica, my beautiful daughter, you're here," she said, her words tinged with both genuine affection and weariness. Her voice held the resonance of a mother who had borne the burden of too many children and too few resources. Her clothes were simple and well-worn, a reflection of a life marked by hardship.
