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…?