I had always believed that Alice Njeri was my closest friend. We met in university in Nairobi, and from late-night study sessions to sharing our dreams for the future, we had grown inseparable. I confided in her about everything—my struggles, my ambitions, and even my deepest insecurities. I trusted her implicitly, believing that someone who knew my vulnerabilities would protect them, not weaponize them. Little did I know that my trust would become my greatest vulnerability.
It started subtly. I noticed rumors circulating at work, whispers in social circles, and strange glances from people I considered friends. Initially, I tried to ignore it, thinking misunderstandings happen. But the stories were too precise, too detailed—they included personal information I had only shared with Alice. The more I investigated, the clearer it became: she had betrayed me, exposing secrets I had shared in confidence and twisting them into lies that damaged my reputation.…CONTINUE READING
