Kiara was led back down the same path she thought she’d never be able to walk again. She felt weak, weaker than she’d ever been and not just physically, mentally as well. She felt drain, felt like a living zombie or rather a puppet.

Nothing she did was ever her choice, she was always being controlled.

‘You’ll stay here and if one day you decide you want to leave, you’ll be dead before you cross the border.’

‘’It’s not about what you want, whether you want it or not, we shall conceive a child.