Synopsis: It all started with the email.
Rachel didn’t even mean to look. She loves Jack and she’s pregnant with their child. She trusts him.
But now she’s seen it, she can’t undo that moment. Or the chain of events it has set in motion. Why has Jack been lying about his past? Just what exactly is he hiding? And doesn’t Rachel have a right to know the truth at any cost?
Me: I’m not feeling the love for this that other reviewers seem to be. I just failed to be gripped by any of it. It’s billed as a psychological thriller with the story building to the ultimate crescendo. Except really it’s about one woman’s nosiness and tendency to over-react descending into paranoia accusing her partner of lying despite the fact that she herself constantly withheld information and lied to him. It’s just full of double standards.
Don’t get me wrong. What Jack did was a bad thing – at least on the surface. The more you learn the more the lines get blurred but yet the more Rachel gets on her high horse and creates her own judgements. I found it hard to have any sympathy for her when it’s not the first time this behaviour has led to the destruction of a relationship. At the end it’s brushed off as caring too much. That doesn’t sit right either.
Her own secret is woven throughout the book and becomes sort of easy to guess. I figured out the event but got the how wrong. Too much of that story was obvious for the big reveal to have any impact.
I liked that the ending was ambiguously happy. A happy with a caveat that they still can’t fully trust each other rather than the Hollywood ending of everything being perfect and rosy.
It’s k, not quite a page turner but it goes quite quickly. I didn’t hate it but I couldn’t love it. Thumbs in the middle