Kemi thought she understood love—until loving Kalu began to cost her everything. What started as something simple quickly became complicated. Two families. Two histories. One truth no one wanted to face. They called it a curse. But the deeper they searched, the more it became clear—this wasn't about tribe, or superstition, or tradition. It was about grief that had never been healed. Pain that had been passed down quietly, dressed up as wisdom. When Kemi's family draws a hard line—"Over my dead body"—and Kalu's family begins to pull away, love is no longer just about two people. It becomes a question: Can you build a future when the past refuses to let go? Six months apart changes everything. Not the love—but the understanding of what it costs to keep it. This is not a story of perfect romance. It is a story of: Choosing love without losing yourself Confronting generational silence Breaking cycles that were never meant to continue And deciding what you will carry—and what you will finally lay down Raw, honest, and deeply human, this novel asks a question many are afraid to answer: What if the real curse was never spiritual—but emotional?