I typically don’t read stories that focus on domestic violence because of how irate I genuinely get. It stirs up so many emotions in me that I often can’t find myself to power through them, but B.A. Paris’ writing style is gripping and addictive to the point where I couldn’t put this book down! I know this debuted years ago, but I’m glad I finally felt ready to dip my toe into this subgenre of Thrillers.

My heart ached for Grace so much; it was unbelievable. To know the personal hell, she was living and not being able to do anything about it was gut-wrenching. Every time we kept flashing back to the past, or if there was even a sliver of hope for Grace and then it was tauntingly and abruptly ripped away, I found myself cursing, shaking my head, and just saying “omg” repeatedly. It’s really disheartening (and so effing scary) that people can live double-lives and walk around as if they’re an “Angel” only to be the opposite in disguise.