One night, unable to sleep, Alex decided to follow Sophia. He waited until he heard her leave her apartment, then quietly trailed her as she walked down the street. She entered a sleek, modern building, and Alex watched from a distance as she was greeted by a man in a suit. They disappeared inside, and Alex's heart sank.
The next day, he confronted her. "I know what you're doing," he said, his voice trembling with anger and hurt. "I followed you last night."
Sophia's face fell, and for a moment, she looked like a cornered animal. Then she sighed and sat down, her shoulders slumping. "It's not what you think," she said quietly. "I'm not proud of it, but I don't have a choice."
She explained that she had gotten involved in a high-end prostitution ring after her ex-boyfriend had manipulated her into it. She had tried to leave, but he had threatened her, and she felt trapped. "I never wanted this," she said, tears streaming down her face. "But I didn't know how to get out."