This was one of the most depressing books I've ever read, but I just couldn't stop — I needed to know more, and I really liked the gradual and slow way of revealing the past. The book was better than I expected in the way that it didn't sensationalize the abuse, as unfortunately many true and fictional crime stories mainly focus on the details of who hurted whom and how. This book was still a very heavy load, and I was totally blind to the plot twist —

I was really taken aback by the fact that Evie was just in Alexandra's head, though in hindsight the hints were quite obvious. A well written plot twist in that sense, but I don't know how to feel about it; somehow I feel like I'd liked the book even more if Evie got to grow into adulthood, she was my favourite.