Dear Friend, I never thought I would have to write this letter. For three and a half years, I believed I knew the truth. For three and a half years, I woke up believing I was building a future with someone who loved me. We talked every day. We shared dreams, fears, plans, and promises. We talked about marriage. We talked about building a life together. I trusted him. And because I trusted him, I trusted you. You were more than a friend to me. You were someone I looked up to. You were a mentor. At times, you felt like family. When you introduced me to the man you called your brother, I never questioned your intentions. Why would I? I assumed you had a heart like mine. I believed you wanted the best for me. Looking back now, I see signs that I ignored. There were moments when my intuition whispered that something wasn't right, but I silenced that voice. I wanted to believe the story I had been given. I wanted to believe in love. Life seemed to be opening up for me. I had opportunities in film. I traveled to Atlanta. I even had the chance to go to Los Angeles and perform for the cast of Black Panther. I was pursuing my dreams while building what I thought was a relationship that would eventually become a marriage. When I needed to leave my apartment temporarily, you offered solutions. You helped arrange for someone to rent my place while I was away. At the time, I thought that was friendship. When it was time to return, you opened your home to me. I thought that was friendship too. I had no idea that moving into your house would become one of the most painful chapters of my life. While living there, I noticed things that didn't make sense. Every time I spoke to my fiancΓ©, I felt an energy I couldn't explain. There were moments that felt like jealousy, but I dismissed them. I told myself I was imagining things. At the same time, my life was falling apart. I struggled financially in ways I never had before. Come to find out you went to a person to put juju on me to try and destroy me . I had no clue you even hated me while i woke up to help you every day. I couldn't seem to gain stability. I became dependent on people when I had always been independent. To show my gratitude, I cleaned, cooked, organized events, and did everything I could to contribute.