Khanime ndinibalisele!!!
You grew up living with your grandmother, and when the time came, she gave you her last few cents and told you to go to the city to make something of yourself. Against your better judgement, you took the money and hightailed it to the city in hopes of finding a job — but the city isn’t as welcoming as you imagined.
You’ve only been there for about a month, and already you’re running out of money and, honestly, losing hope. You don’t know how or where you’re going to survive, and your grandmother and neighbour are counting on you to make it. That’s a whole lot of pressure, if you ask me.
Thandaza is sitting at a bus stop, lost in her thoughts, slowly losing hope, when a car randomly stops in front of her. Out steps a clean, handsome man who offers to take her out. Naturally, she’s sceptical — like any normal person meeting a stranger in the city — but something about this man’s eyes makes her trust him. That, and the fact that her stomach decides to rumble right then and there, so she ends up agreeing to grab a bite with him.
He calls her every day, and they start seeing each other almost daily. Being with him makes the pressure of job hunting a little easier to bear. Still sceptical, she prays to God to show her who this man really is before she falls too deep. And what do you know — right after that prayer, he calls. So, of course, she takes that as a sign that he’s the one.
Steven is picture-perfect on paper. He’s everything a woman could possibly want — heck, I wanted him too with how perfect he seemed. But somewhere along the way, I started seeing the red flags Thandaza was too smitten to notice. Who could blame her though? It was her first relationship ever.
Steven love-bombed Thandaza with sweet gestures and words that could melt anyone’s heart. She told him she wasn’t ready to lose her virginity, and he promised he’d wait decades for her. Decades! But a day or two later, this man is already down on one knee, proposing marriage. Make it make sense.
While Thandaza was sweet, innocent, and honest about not being ready for motherhood, Steven refused to compromise on not having kids — all because of his own demons — yet expected her to give up her dreams and play housewife? Excuse me? I’m sorry, but Steven was a walking red flag. From his past to his behaviour with Thandaza, I kept waiting for him to slip up or reveal his true colours. And when that accident happened, testing their relationship, I lowkey said, “Yup, this is it.” And in true male fashion, he did not disappoint.
His inability to walk felt like a true reflection of who he is as a person, in my opinion.
Nevertheless, the book was a lovely read. I’m not really into slow burns, which is probably why it took me a while to finish, but it was such a good, fluffy read overall.