These books are addictive. Do not start one on a weeknight if you have a job the next day. You will be up at 3 AM, whispering "Millie, don’t go in that room!"
Also, don’t judge the covers. They all look the same—a house, some gloves, a shadow. It’s a branding thing. Ignore it. The inside is a rollercoaster.
So, grab a coffee (or a strong tea), find a quiet corner, and start with The Housemaid. You’ll thank me later. Or you’ll be mad that you can’t stop reading. Either way, welcome to the club. We have snacks and therapy recommendations.
