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Every day I clean the Winchesters’ beautiful house top to bottom. I collect their daughter from school. And I cook a delicious meal for the whole family before heading up to eat alone in my tiny room on the top floor. I try to ignore how Nina makes a mess just to watch me clean it up. How she tells strange lies about her own daughter. And how her husband Andrew seems more broken every day. But as I look into Andrew’s handsome brown eyes, so full of pain, it’s hard not to imagine what it would be like to live Nina’s life. The walk-in closet, the fancy car, the perfect husband. I only try on one of Nina’s pristine white dresses once. Just to see what it’s like. But she soon finds out… and by the time I realize my attic bedroom door only locks from the outside, it’s far too late. But I reassure myself: the Winchesters don’t know who I really am. They don’t know what I’m capable of…
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The Housemaid, Freida McFadden
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- 2025
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- Título
- The Housemaid
- Idioma
- Inglés
- Autores
- Freida McFadden
- Publicado en
- 2025
- Formato
- Tapa blanda
- Páginas
- 352
- ISBN13
- 9780349132884
- Etiquetas
- Ficción, Novela negra & Thriller, Thriller, Mujeres, Suspense, Literatura americana, Secretos, Thrillers psicológicos, Mentiras, Secretos familiares, Riqueza, Violencia doméstica, Ama de Casa, Tormento, Misoginia, Criadas, sirvientes
- Primera publicación
- 2022
- Título original
- The Housemaid
- Calificación
- 4,4 de 5
- Descripción
- Every day I clean the Winchesters’ beautiful house top to bottom. I collect their daughter from school. And I cook a delicious meal for the whole family before heading up to eat alone in my tiny room on the top floor. I try to ignore how Nina makes a mess just to watch me clean it up. How she tells strange lies about her own daughter. And how her husband Andrew seems more broken every day. But as I look into Andrew’s handsome brown eyes, so full of pain, it’s hard not to imagine what it would be like to live Nina’s life. The walk-in closet, the fancy car, the perfect husband. I only try on one of Nina’s pristine white dresses once. Just to see what it’s like. But she soon finds out… and by the time I realize my attic bedroom door only locks from the outside, it’s far too late. But I reassure myself: the Winchesters don’t know who I really am. They don’t know what I’m capable of…