I feel like this was a good filler book. After reading something heavy this was a good break. It wasn't something I got hooked on and extremely invested in but at the same time it wasn't necessarily boring either.

Throughout the book I constantly felt like I was constantly trying to remember how I felt when said event happened. It was like this weird kind of deja vu where I remembered all the events spoken on but in very hazy detail. Qandeel was not a feminist icon. She was just a woman from a small village trying to make it. She was just trying to live her life. She made her own fair share of mistakes but never one that justified her murder. I understand why people try to make her into a role model but she wasn't. She was someone dealing with so many demons of her own, I don't believe even she would agree to being a role model for other women. But I do understand how some people look upto her and I will always believe that she deserved respect just like any other human being. Respect we failed to give her. She didn't take away anyone's honour,nor was she the reason that it was taken. She never wanted to safeguard anyone's honour, nor does any other women. I know I am almost like ranting in this review but what else can I do after reading this. I am part of the same society. I am a woman in the same society. One misstep and maybe someone will kill me because I was a threat to their honor too.