I was seventeen when I met Jeffrey Epstein. I was an aspiring ballerina, seeking odd jobs that would fit around my dance schedule. A woman approached me about a “wealthy philanthropist” who employed young performers such as myself.

Around that time, my mother was diagnosed with a brain tumor. Desperate for guidance and expertise, I brought Epstein her scans. He leveraged them and gave me an ultimatum. He said he could help my mother, or he could ensure she would not receive the care she needed. He used her dire situation to control and manipulate me. Thus began months of abuse.

It took me years to tell the truth. I tell it now because there are still powerful people who think this story should stay buried.

Unfortunately, the full truth about Epstein’s network is still being kept from the American people. The 33,000 files that have been released barely scratch the surface. There are still documents, records, and interviews that reveal who enabled his crimes, how his operation was funded, and why he was allowed to continue trafficking and abusing women.

The people who protected Epstein have enjoyed silence for decades, while survivors have drowned in that same silence.

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