House Of Wounds

They gave him eleven days' notice.

Obiajulu Odumegwu-Nnaji wanted to be a surgeon. What he got was a wedding to a woman whose family had been killing his for forty years, and a truce that everyone swore would hold.

It held for four years. Long enough to learn her coffee order. Long enough for a daughter.

Then the lights went out in his father's house, and Obi opened a door he should never have opened, and everything he thought he knew about his wife was standing on the other side of it with blood on her hands.

He ran. He took their daughter, he crossed an ocean, he buried his own name, and he did not look back for five years.

She found him anyway.

Moremi Ademola-Doherty has spent five years and everything she owns hunting the man who left. She wants two things: her husband, and her child.

He is going to tell her their daughter is dead.

Two Houses. One war they didn't start. A daughter who saw everything and said nothing, because nobody ever asked her the right way.

Every family in this book has a wound. This is the one that never closed.

⚠️ Mature. Violence, grief, and one lie you will not forgive him for.