

This book… omg. It was surprisingly better than I expected. I went in expecting one thing and ended up knee deep in family secrets, generational chaos, and inherited family drama.
The women of the Falodun family gave me a story full of deep rooted trauma, gentle love, quiet hurt, and burdens they should’ve never been asked to carry.
Oyinkan Braithwaite wrote these characters like she pulled them from real life. You know these people. You’ve met a “her,” you’ve argued with a “him,” you’ve seen this family dynamic play out somewhere before.
The whole time I was reading, I kept thinking about what it means to inherit things you never asked for. Things like patterns, wounds, expectations, and how draining it is to undo damage that existed before you even got here. Some parts were chaotic, and some had me so irritated, But every single bit of it felt real.
This book… omg. It was surprisingly better than I expected. I went in expecting one thing and ended up knee deep in family secrets, generational chaos, and inherited family drama.
The women of the Falodun family gave me a story full of deep rooted trauma, gentle love, quiet hurt, and burdens they should’ve never been asked to carry.
Oyinkan Braithwaite wrote these characters like she pulled them from real life. You know these people. You’ve met a “her,” you’ve argued with a “him,” you’ve seen this family dynamic play out somewhere before.
The whole time I was reading, I kept thinking about what it means to inherit things you never asked for. Things like patterns, wounds, expectations, and how draining it is to undo damage that existed before you even got here. Some parts were chaotic, and some had me so irritated, But every single bit of it felt real.