I visited a trafficking victim at a local hospital today in Kuala Lumpur. She was 29 years old and she was lured to Malaysia from Vietnam with promise of good work. She was previously trafficked to Russia in 2012, but because she needed to provide for her parents and 2 young children, she accepted the risk. For 2 years she served men. She's been beaten and battered. At times she would be locked in a room for 30 men to rape her throughout the day. 4 months ago, she collapsed. She was in a coma for a week and was diagnosed with tuberculosis. Today, she was all but skin and bones and weighed a mere 33 kg. Though she didn't fully understand her condition, she was eager and hopeful to return to Vietnam to be with her family when she recovered. From her, I learned what loneliness and suffering truly is and the value of hope. The sparkle in her eye when we offered her good company, no matter how short of a time, will remain with me.