Fay stood in front of the large,ornate mirror,mesmerized by the reflection staring back at her. The harsh, rough edges of her past had faded, replaced by the image of a young woman who looked almost like a stranger.

Her hair now ,brushed and shining, fell in soft waves around her shoulders and the tattered clothes that once clung to her skin in desperation had been replaced by a simple yet elegant dress that hugged her curves in all the right places.

For the first time in what felt like ...