Permit my late entry
Jessy had a date to prepare for the next night, she had already picked out her outfit but she wanted to get her fingernails done. She went out in the late hours of the night to find a manicure shop, she walked and walked but couldn't find a place to get her fingernails done.
Whilst searching, a black SUV pulled up, she thought to herself, that is never a good omen.A guy came out and grabbed her.
A series of events happened and a year later Jessy found herself in a whole new country where she worked as a prostitute, she had become a trafficked victim. She often thought to herself, my fingernails caused this, if I didn't go to look for where to get my fingernails done, I wouldn't be in this mess!!!