Just as thousands of other impoverished country girls in the Land of Smiles were doing, Joy eked out a living the only way she knew how. Trapped within the microcosmic world of her vocation, suddenly and unexpectedly she found her prayers were being answered. The foretelling of good fortune, pleasing words that at first she had hardly dared believe could paint anything more than a fantasy illusion of hope, began to materialize. And so she found herself attracted to a man whom most girls could only ever dream about meeting. He was perfect, and without a second thought she gave up her heart. But Mr Perfect turned out to be too perfect, and by the time she realized her mistake, it was too late. She was trapped. Unless . . .