Arranged marriage

One day, my dad handed me a photo of a man. “This man is a good man, I know his mother from back home and he will be your husband & you will be his wife.” I was shocked, confused and scared. I felt like my life was over and that I was now someone’s “property.” The worst part was… I was only 13 years old.

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