Everyone keeps telling me I have to move on. And so here I am, walking down the road where he died, trying to remember him the right way.
A year after her husband Zach’s death, Lizzie goes to lay flowers where his fatal accident took place.
As she makes her way along the motorway, she thinks about their life together. She wonders whether she has changed since Zach died. She wonders if she will ever feel whole again.
At last she reaches the spot. And there, tied to a tree, is a bunch of lilies. The flowers are addressed to her husband. Someone has been there before her.
Lizzie loved Zach. She really did.
But she’s starting to realise she didn’t really know him.
Thank you to Bookbridgr for sending me a copy to review .
The cover really enticed me and sounding really chilling and indeed it was .
You could feel the paranoia and tension that Lizzie was feeling daily.She was beginning to lose trust in everyone around her and even within herself .
I have read several books this year with similar context,of realising they don’t know the person who died as well as they thought and I have to say this wasn’t as gripping as others.
I did get confused reading the different narratives .
Her husband did sound like a manipulative controlling guy so no wonder she was so on edge .
A good read that will have you second guessing .
Or what he was capable of . . .