The Forgetting
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The Forgetting
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Verteld door:
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Kristin Atherton
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Van:
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Hannah Beckerman
From the bestselling author of If Only I Could Tell You comes the story of two women determined to uncover the truth. But how can you trust the present if you can't remember the past?
“Left me gasping. Brilliant.”—Alex Michaelides
“Has one of the best story twists I have ever read…superb writing.”—Ruth Jones
“Resonates long after you turn the final page.”—Rosamund Lupton
When Anna Bradshaw wakes up in a hospital bed in London, she remembers nothing, not even her loving husband, Stephen. The doctors say her amnesia is to be expected, but Anna feels cut adrift from her entire life.
In Bristol, Livvy Nicholson is newly married to Dominic and eager to get back to work after six months’ maternity leave. But when Dominic’s estranged mother appears, making a series of unnerving claims, Livvy is sucked into a version of herself she doesn’t recognise.
A hundred miles apart, both women feel trapped and disorientated, and their stories are about to collide. Can they uncover the secret that connects them and reconstruct their fractured lives?
©2022 Hannah Beckerman (P)2022 Brilliance Publishing, Inc., all rights reserved.Deze titels kunnen je ook interesseren
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“Multiple perspectives and an intricate plot create an atmosphere of anxiety that crescendos to a climactic twist. Narrator Kristin Atherton gives an emotional portrayal of this eerie narrative, with an expressiveness that intensifies as the tension builds.”—Library Journal
“Beckerman’s tight, tense prose is fast paced and compulsive. You’ll tear through the pages until you get to a final killer twist.”—Daily Mirror
“A compelling, claustrophobic story…I finished it in one huge gulp, excusing myself unilaterally from any family responsibilities I was so desperate to finish it.”—The Observer