Part 6: Hope

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Iam sobbing, Adam's mother is giving me a tissue. "Habibi this is your home now" She comforts. Mohsin is sitting by me, the baby offers me a half eaten strawberry. I smirk. Adam sits by me. I see two other men. "These are my friends Karim, Slim and Sheikh"

Adam introduces. I nod respectfully to the Bangladeshi man, has a wristband with Sheikh on it. Sheikh shyly laughs. "Iam no Sheikh".
I cough in embarrassment. But Sheikh just gives me a friendly smile.
Slim is taller than Adam, he has the same facial look expect his beard is more shaven and his eyes darker
Karim is muscular and stern but his eyes have a tender look. "I heard what happened that dude Fry has been over the news, what he did to his son made us all sick" Karim says. I feel a small tear. I saw the bruises and the emotional wounds.

"Come join us on vlog, you don't have to say your name" Adam offers me. I say yes. I love being on film, I once played in a big school play. Boy I miss those days.

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