"I grew up in a very traditional family in Albania.
They allowed me to go to college
and there I fell in love
But my family wanted me to marry someone else.
So my boyfriend and I ran away to Rome.
I range my family but they disowned me.
In Rome my boyfriend became a different person,
not loving, saying I belonged to him,
forcing me to perform sexual acts.
Then one day he left and never came back.
Another man came to the hotel room with a gun
and told me that he'd paid my boyfriend €3,000 for me
and that if I didn't come with him he'd kill me.
He moved me to the UK
and I was forced to have sex with whoever he told me to
so many different men in different flats.
We were constantly being moved around.
There were a number of girls with me but no one from Albania.
No one spoke my language.
We lived in terrible cramped conditions,
some of us got pregnant from the sex.
I was forced to see more and more clients in filthy bedrooms.
I had nowhere to go, no clothes except for the sex worker clothes.
I felt so ashamed,
abandoned by my family, betrayed by my boyfriend,
working seven days a week like an animal.
No phone, no I.D.
and he told me that I would get in trouble if the police find me.
And then in January 2018 the police raided the house,
I didn't even know which part of the UK I was in.
They took me to a safe house
and I received medical attention for injuries I received as a slave.
Now I slowly start to rebuild my life.
I can't forget the past
But I hope for a future."