The Wife Between Us by Greer Hendricks & Sarah Pekkanen – 346 pages
Book Blurb:
When you read this book, you will make many assumptions.ย You will assume you are reading about a jealous ex-wife.ย You will assume she is obsessed with her replacement โ a beautiful, younger woman who is about to marry the man they both love.ย You will assume you know the anatomy of this tangled love triangle.ย Assume nothing.ย Twisted and deliciously chilling, Greer Hendricks and Sarah Pekkanen’sย The Wife Between Usย exposes the secret complexities of an enviable marriage – and the dangerous truths we ignore in the name of love.
My Review: 4 stars
The Wife Between Us is exactly as it is advertised – a psychological thriller narrated by a scorned wife where you should โassume nothingโ. I agree with other reviewers that it gives off Gone Girl and The Girl on the Train vibes. Iโm ashamed that it took so long for me to finally get around to reading this book. Seriously, it took until their next book was released to open this one up and then I read them both in a weekend. Literally, I was suspense overload!
I was pleasantly surprised with this debut from this duo.ย Although it did follow the formulaic cat-and-mouse game of most thrillers, I couldnโt stop reading! Rarely does a book keep me guessing until the very end, which this one did – so brownie points for that! The twists were amazing and had me going back to reread sections, just to confirm I had understood the narrator correctly. Time to time however, I found myself skimming as the authors seemed to fill every page with as much information and inner-dialogue as possible. The last quarter of the book lost me a bit as the plot got bogged down in trying to tie everything together.
I donโt want to give anything away by revealing too much of the plot, but this is a great and easy read. Perfect for the beach, and like me, youโll see many others reading this one or their new release, An Anonymous Girl.
Quotes I liked:
This could be the case in every relationship, that we think weโve entered into a union with another person when, in fact, weโve formed a triangle with one point anchored by a silent but all-seeing judge, the arbiter of reality.โย
-โI was happy, I think, but I wonder now if my memory is playing tricks on me. If it is giving me the gift of an illusion. We all layer them over our remembrances; the filters through which we want to see our lives.โย