And the therapist’s POV epilogue was entirely unnecessary and sensationalist, doing nothing to help round off the plot overall. There were also too many things left unexplained in the book that could have done with being rounded off, including what had happened to Jackie’s husband. This is the second pandemic book I have read, and was less about the claustrophobia and isolation that came with the lockdowns, but more about a breakdown in part caused by the strains in the pre-existing relationships, particularly between the protagonist and her mother, largely attributable to the death of the protagonist’s twin sister. This one was on a par with most of them, except in this case, we knew the ending before we even began, with the prologue giving away the denouement of the plot. Anyone who reads my reviews knows my views on psychological thrillers.
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