Defiled by the Grave

I am Nevaeh.

Vae.

I prefer 'Vae', please.

I was just raped.

All I ever wanted was for a nice man to notice me, fall for me, be unable to resist me… so, I guess I got what I wanted, huh?

He called it 'making love after a romantic evening'. He said he was unable to stop himself because 'the heart just knows what it wants'.

There's not much I can do about it.

I can't go to the police or lawyers.

Who would believe me?

He's rich, attractive, white…

I'm nerdy, poor, fat, and black.

Who would believe a woman like me, over a man like Rhys Ritchton?

I just want to forget it ever happened…

Except, now my ancestor, Beula, is coming back from the grave- haunting me- telling me her short-lived survival story…

And, along with Beula, has come Erzulie, a Voodoo goddess, who wants to help me get vengeance. Using witchcraft!

I no longer know who I am, or who to trust, or what to believe.

My only constant source of support is my best friend since childhood, Rose…

But, could she be hiding something from me, as well…?