Louise is easier to warm to: friendly, kind, hideously embarrassed by her actions but still drawn to David. Then there’s Louise, a single mother who only discovers that the man she meets and kisses in a bar, David, is going to be her new boss when he’s given a tour of her workplace, along with his wife. I can’t” – and hopes their fresh start in London will mend both the cracks in their marriage and a past about which we get only hints. She loves her husband – “I will never fall out of love with him. There’s Adele, the beautiful, fragile wife of psychiatrist David. Pinborough’s story is told from two perspectives, neither of which we are sure is reliable. It’s rare to be so challenged before the reading even begins, however – “a tenner says you’ll never guess this ending”, promises the cover – and I begin reading Behind Her Eyes determined to crack what its publisher has labelled #WTFthatending. Thrillers come with a twist – that’s why we love them – and much of the fun of reading the genre comes from trying to second-guess the author. T he promotional copy of Sarah Pinborough’s Behind Her Eyes comes emblazoned with warnings not to trust the story and exhortations not to “give away that ending”.
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