As early as 7 am, Lorena rose from her bed. She looked around her tiny room, compared to the rooms she was used to, and managed a weak smile. She had spent the last two days bawling her eyes out. Life didn't seem fair to her at all. When she thought she was fine going to be with the man she loved, her father strikes again.

She felt a sting of tears at the corner of her eyes and inhaled deeply to stop it. "Not today," She whispered to herself. "The children need their cheerful, bubbly Lorena back."

She didn't have a big mirror in her room, so she couldn't...