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…?