I really did not care for the writing, but at about the halfway mark I think the plot hit its grove and from there it got much more interesting to read. Our narrator Ji-won was an compelling one, I enjoyed that she kind of sucked from beginning to end, while there still was that vulnerable center to her that enabled a bit of empathy. The topics of Asian fetishization, generational trauma, and micro aggressions sometimes felt too on the nose and not nuanced enough, so I would have liked to have spent a bit more time there to round them out. This book was a bit boring until it got pretty gross and then I was invested, the ending was mostly satisfying (though I find it very hard to believe there wasn’t video of her or multiple pieces of evidence she left behind). I don’t leave this necessarily wowed, but it was solid and the eye content was an interesting angle to this story.