First, the good: The author’s portrayal of OCD and the way she addressed refugee trauma and intergenerational trauma were  well done. That’s what sucked me in. I couldn’t always tell what was real and what was a dream or false memory, and that works well is a psychological thriller.

This was going to be a 5 star book for me until the last 50 pages or so. Everything wrapped up too neatly.

Three murders closed, with what evidence? And her relationship with her teenage daughter so quickly fixed? Please.

I wish the author had taken time to finish all the storylines better, rather than using dialogue to explain it all away. 

One other complaint has to do with the role of the psychiatrist. I appreciated how the author used this character to help us understand Annie’s OCD. But the psychiatrist did a lot of things that are quite unrealistic.

You would never take on a client who was the spouse of a former roommate/boyfriend. I think I would have enjoyed the story more if Dr. Patel and the husband were conspiring together, but she was just a run-of-the-mill unethical therapist.

Overall, I enjoyed this book, and I look forward to reading more from this author as she hones her thriller writing skills.