A quick descent into madness over the cultural recession we are currently facing. The new cool: tradwifes! We accompany Natalie, a christian woman, as she grows up from small-town sweetheart to bitter trad wife influencer. We get to know how her marriage came to be, the power struggles between all the couples represented here (spoiler: none of them are the true "christian family") and the insanity that comes with being a woman in an environment that oppresses you. I didn't feel sorry for Natalie at all but maybe if I had been raised like her I could have had a bit of sympathy. She doesn't change, she doesn't get better and she only regrets it because she was, is and will forever be unhappy. I found this to be an excellent approach to the unlikeable main character, though this time I felt no sympathy, and a good critique of the whole phenomenon of trad wives and their hypocritical lives.

For the lovers of My Sister, The Serial Killer. (I actually didn't really like that book but whatever) Yrsa is a PhD student writing her thesis in Afropessimism that takes a liking to get revenge by her own hands. Will this new hobby of hers change her life? I liked how diverse the characters were and loved the insight into the theories involving Afropessimism but on the other hand I found Yrsa to be conviniently seductive. It's amazing to feel confident in oneself but in my opinion the story would feel more realistic if there were a few more problems in relation to getting the men at her feet. Her plans didn't always work out and I appreciated it. The one thing I didn't like plot wise was how no one was noticing that a bunch of people were dying and she was a witness to a few of them. I know police tends to be very sloppy but like???? Otherwise I really liked it, I found the final chapters really interesting and would definitely recommend it!

It's a good enough book for the readers who don't have that much experience with reading thrillers. You get a mansion, a big family that hates each other, and murder with a side of childhood trauma. It's a good reflection on the impact parents have on their children, and an almost ironic stance on the theory that in the end we turn into our parents. Unfortunately Lily was pissing me off with the amount of times she was reminding us that she has a dead mother and how sad she is about it. Want to know something? My mom's dead too so please get over it, she didn't die yesterday and solve the god forsaken riddles!!! I also figured half the plot but it's fine. It has a nice queer representation.