You’re not who you say you are. Neither is she.
She thinks she’s got away with it. She thinks she’s turned over a new leaf, that the past is in the past.
She thinks she’s finally safe, with her perfect son, her devoted husband, and her immaculate suburban house.
She believes the memories of what she did all those years ago are confined to her bedside drawer, tucked carefully away.
She believes she deserves a second chance.
I have to know, how can she live with herself? Isn’t she haunted by the wail of the alarm, the smoke in her lungs, the echoing scream? Doesn’t she lose sleep over the way the flames licked the walls, devouring everything they touched? Why hasn’t the guilt eaten her alive?
So how can I forget? How can I forgive?
Because I know her secret. And I’m not letting her get away with it.
This is a very cleverly written story, it makes you think you know what is going to happen but then it takes a turn that you were least expecting. The story started off ok but towards the middle was when I really started enjoying it. There are lots of shock twists that are edge of the seat stuff, it makes you think who do you believe of want to believe. I need to read more of Ruth’s books.
I received an ARC copy of this book for an honest review.
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