I’m wearing fuzzy slippers

Nadia is a badass. Let’s be honest, the way she carries herself at the beginning of the novel is in my opinion respectable. She wears a black robe to conceal herself from men and says the purpose of the robes is so “men don’t fuck with me”. But she falls for Saeed which reveals a softer side of her. Nadia moves in with Saeed after his mother passes, and this was only the beginning of their time together.   

Throughout the war the couple stuck together. But the war was hard on them, Nadia publicly displayed affection toward Saeed which made their relationship tense for the rest of the journey they were on. While trekking Nadia becomes injured and perseveres until she needs medical attention. The interactions from the hospital leads Nadia to join a Nigerian council even though she is not Nigerian. This council allows them to take refuge from the war. 

As the war rages on Nadia and Saeed’s love dwindles and Nadia recommends they go their own ways which Saeed agrees to. And you could say they became like most couples who slowly lose contact and don’t reconnect until many years later–fifty to be exact. Long after the war subsided the pair fell back into the familiar connection they shared and they long to be around each other again, but in the end reality hits. They go separate ways once again not knowing if they would ever fulfill those empty words.