There was this rich guy who came into my life not long ago. I liked him right from the start because he said all the right things. He would take me on night drives, take me to fancy places, and make me wish upon the stars. It was fun for only two months, and then I started noticing diminished effort from his side.

He wouldn’t pick up my calls or respond to my texts like he used to. I had to beg before I would even get to see him. It didn’t feel right, so I discussed it with my friend, and she told me she knew a place we could go to get his mind back home.

I followed her to a woman who looked ordinary but spoke a lot about spiritual things. She said she could help me get him back in two simple steps. She also said she had seen in the spiritual realm that the man was sent to change my destiny, but people in my family were fighting against my light.

She gave me a cream and a small bottle of oil. She said anytime I used the cream, I should say the guy’s name, and with the oil, I should walk a path I had once walked with him at dawn. While reciting some phrases, I was to pour the oil on the ground and continue reciting the incantation until I got back home.

I took the items, paid good money for them, and came back home with my friend, but I haven’t been able to use them. I’m scared. I’m confused. I no longer want the guy if I have to go through all that. The two bottles are safely kept in my room, but I don’t know what will happen if I don’t use them.

My friend insists I should do it and says nothing will happen. She also says I should just throw them away if I don’t want to use them. I asked her to go back with me so we could ask the woman about the repercussions, but she says she’s not going there again.

I Called My Girlfriend And Another Man Answered The Phone

I still have these two bottles in my room. Now the guy no longer talks to me. Even when I text him, he ignores me. I feel I deserve better than forcing a man spiritually to want me. Should I throw them away and pray that nothing happens? Or, since I went down that road, should I see a man of God, confess to him, and ask him to help me deal with it?

I don’t want to look back with regrets. Please help.

—Willis

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