My name is Patrick, and I am writing this story from Nakuru, Kenya. I never thought I would ever share such a painful part of my life publicly, but I know there are many men who have been used, lied to, and left heartbroken the way I was. For me, the pain was not only emotional—it was financial devastation. I lost all my 9 million shillings savings to a woman I trusted blindly, a woman I had fallen in love with at my workplace. That money was everything I had worked for in my entire life. I had dreams of starting my own business, building a small home, and supporting my family. But in a moment of weakness, I handed it all to someone who saw me as nothing more than an opportunity.
I met her at work. She was beautiful, soft-spoken, and always treated me kindly. I didn’t even realize when my feelings for her grew deeper. For almost eight months, we became extremely close. She constantly asked about my goals, my savings, and my plans for the future. At the time, I thought she was simply showing interest in my life. Little did I know she was gathering information. Whenever she asked for help, even small money, I gave it without hesitation. I trusted her like someone who genuinely cared about me. In my mind, I was even convinced that she would eventually become my wife.
Everything changed the day she told me about a “business opportunity” that she said would double my savings in a short time. I hesitated, but I wanted to impress her. She told me she would manage everything herself and that she only needed my support. Because I loved her blindly, I gave her the entire 9 million shillings I had saved for over six years. She told me she would travel to Kampala to finalize the business, and after three days, she would return with profits. That was the last time I saw her.
Her phone went off. She didn’t show up at work again. She vanished like a ghost—no trace, no explanation, nothing. It felt like someone had stabbed me in the heart repeatedly. I fell into deep depression. I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t eat, and I couldn’t think straight. Every time I remembered how I trusted her, I felt stupid and useless. My coworkers laughed behind my back, the embarrassment was too much, and my family didn’t know how to help me. I felt like my whole life had ended.
During that period, a friend of mine told me about Shaba Mangube traditional healers, saying they help people with serious problems using different spells. He told me they had helped him recover a stolen motorcycle using a justice spell. At first, I ignored him because I was too consumed by anger and shame. But weeks passed, and I realized I couldn’t live with that pain forever. I decided to contact them, hoping they could help me get closure or at least peace of mind. I did not visit them physically; everything was done through communication.
They listened to my entire story patiently. They told me they would cast a justice spell specifically for cases where someone has been cheated, conned, or wrongfully taken advantage of. They explained that the spell would expose the person responsible, force them to return what they took, or bring justice in another form. The process was simple, and I followed every instruction they gave me.
Three days after the spell was cast, something unbelievable happened. The woman who had disappeared for months suddenly contacted me. She sent a long message saying she was sorry, that things had gone wrong, and that she had been hiding in Eldoret because she feared being arrested. She confessed everything and even mentioned details I didn’t know, details that proved she wasn’t apologizing willingly—she was forced by something stronger. The following week, she returned a large portion of the money through her family members. The rest she committed to paying in installments under pressure from her own relatives. For me, that alone was already justice.
But the greatest transformation was inside me. I recovered emotionally. I gained peace, confidence, and strength again. I no longer walk around carrying shame or depression. I learned my lesson, and I will never trust blindly again.
I am sharing my testimony because many people in Kenya suffer silently after being conned by someone they love or trust. If you are going through something similar—if someone cheated you, stole your money, disappeared with your property, or took advantage of your kindness—there is a solution.
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