Lesego Pooe

I bawled my eyes out. It triggered me heavily making me think of my dad and what he and we went through as a family during those dark times. I had to pause episode 7 to allow myself a bit of relief from the trigger. But I’d watch it again and again because it’s a brilliant portrayal of love and the pain that’s attached to it. Deeply enchanted by the chemistry that exist between Zoe and the Italian guy. The story is gripping, a couple of cheesy romantic moments but still worth every bit of my time. Just simply glorious. Okay, now that I have gained emotional strength, let me go watch the last episode. 😅