The book opens on Libby’s 25th birthday, where she is amazed to discover that she has been left a large and expensive house in Chelsea from a trust fund set up by her birth parents. There are also several unexpected and perfectly timed twists that change the complexion of the story and leave you questioning what happened right up until the very end. The plot was extremely well crafted and brought with it an element of mystery and tension, along with an atmosphere that felt increasingly sinister. With timelines spanning both past and present and told from the contrasting perspectives of three characters who were inextricably connected yet living very different lives, the story became more engrossing with each page. This was a dark and complex tale which kept me fully invested throughout. And the four other children reported to live at Cheyne Walk were gone. Downstairs in the kitchen lay three dead bodies, all dressed in black, next to a hastily scrawled note. When they arrived, they found a healthy ten-month-old happily cooing in her crib in the bedroom. Twenty-five years ago, police were called to 16 Cheyne Walk with reports of a baby crying. But what she can’t possibly know is that others have been waiting for this day as well-and she is on a collision course to meet them. Everything in Libby’s life is about to change. She soon learns not only the identity of her birth parents, but also that she is the sole inheritor of their abandoned mansion on the banks of the Thames in London’s fashionable Chelsea neighborhood, worth millions. She rips it open with one driving thought: I am finally going to know who I am. Soon after her twenty-fifth birthday, Libby Jones returns home from work to find the letter she’s been waiting for her entire life. Trigger warnings: Drugs, rape/sexual abuse

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