Felix and Tilda seem like the perfect couple: young and in love, a financier and a beautiful up-and-coming starlet. But behind their flawless facade, not everything is as it seems.
Callie, Tilda’s unassuming twin, has watched her sister visibly shrink under Felix’s domineering love. She has looked on silently as Tilda stopped working, nearly stopped eating, and turned into a neat freak, with mugs wrapped in Saran Wrap and suspicious syringes hidden in the bathroom trash. She knows about Felix’s uncontrollable rages, and has seen the bruises on the white skin of her sister’s arms.
Worried about the psychological hold that Felix seems to have over Tilda, Callie joins an Internet support group for victims of abuse and their friends. However, things spiral out of control and she starts to doubt her own judgment when one of her new acquaintances is killed by an abusive man. And then suddenly Felix dies–or was he murdered? (From Goodreads)
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I give this book 5 Stars!
Out of the many, many books I have read, never has something been so twisted. Guys this book is crazy, and in the very best way! I’m still blown away, and I fear that I wont be able to do this book justice in my review.
From page one, you are pulled in, and then you get sucked into the world of Callie, Tilda, and Felix. While reading I couldn’t quite put my finger on why everything just seemed so off. There was something odd with every single character in this book. My theories were all over the place and I eventually just gave up trying to figure out what was going on, and I just rolled with the punches.
There is so much that I want to say, the depth of this books, the twists, and turns, and the mind-blowing revelations about the characters is outstanding, and I do not want to say much, as I do not want to ruin this for potential readers. But guys, I am not lying when I say it’s weird, but in such an amazing way.
Do yourselves the favor and buy this book. And give yourself the time to get lost in this creeptastic world.
With other men I have a sense of their limits, but not with him– what goes on behind those gray eyes is unknowable. I’d find myself gazing at him, wondering whether he’ll be my destroyer, or my savior. – Jane Robins