An impossible-to-put-down domestic thriller about secrets and revenge, told from the perspectives of a husband and wife who are the most perfect, and the most dangerous, match for each other.
Paul and Rebecca are drowning as the passion that first ignited their love has morphed into duplicitous secrecy, threatening to end their marriage, freedom, and sanity. Rebecca, in the throes of opioid addiction, uncovers not only her husband’s affair but also his plan to build a new life with the other woman. Spiraling desperately, she concocts a devious plot of her own—one that could destroy absolutely everything.
The Woman Inside is a shockingly twisty story of deceit, an unforgettable portrait of a marriage imploding from within, and a cautionary tale about how love can morph into something far more sinister. It’s a novel about how people grow apart and how those closest to us can be harboring the most shocking of secrets.
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He flashes a million‑dollar smile before getting into his bloodred BMW. It purrs to life and the sound of pebbles crunching under tires reminds me of the first time I was brought here. The circumstances were very different. I was never meant to leave.
That night, I relied on my remaining senses since I couldn’t see where he was taking me. The tidal wind through the trees could have as easily been the ocean in the darkness, the pungent notes of pine and salt mixed together. My heart was at a standstill as I felt the car slowing and heard the rocks beneath the treads. I had no idea how my life would change once we stopped.
The friendly honk of the horn brings me back to where I’m standing, in front of the house. I wave goodbye, the three canary‑yellow carats on my finger sparkling in the afternoon sun. The car accelerates, kicking up a wave of smooth rocks. He looks back once more and winks, his handsome profile in the driver’s side becoming obscured the farther away he moves until he is no more. I expect it isn’t the last I’ll see of him.
I step over the threshold and smile as I close the world out. So much has happened to get me to this one step in my new life. I live here now.
I absorb the grandness before me. What has been built around the cold slab I lay on, barely alive that night, is a dramatic contrast to my surroundings now. The double‑sided stone fireplace ascends breathtakingly to the top of the cathedral ceiling and beyond. The many surrounding windows create a lovely prism effect on the hardwood floors. I stand in the apex of the foyer for a few minutes, breathing it all in. The open second level looks like a choir loft, and the foyer like a pulpit.
I walk through each room, slowly taking in every detail. I flash back to the last time I was here, in the dark, severely in pain, unsure of my survival. Every inch takes on new meaning now. I run my hands over carefully selected wood, stone, and granite and take my shoes off to feel the various wonderful textures under my feet.
I pass by the basement door, knowing it may be a long time until I can traverse those steps without thinking of that first climb in the darkness. But I’m thankful I’m back now, and on my terms. I’ve resolved to leave the dark pieces below, locked away. Now is the time for new beginnings.
The smell of industrial‑grade cleanser hangs in the air, any evidence of what happened here otherwise erased. I don’t care. It is a reminder of how hard I’ve fought. The house around me is silent. Peaceful. I feel a hard‑fought new emotion, calm happiness, hovering somewhere between my heart and throat.
Paul is everywhere. He is in the cherry floors below and the pine beams above. He is in the sweeping picture window that dominates the entire back of the house, looking out onto a stage of dense trees and sky. It cuts deeply that this house was not constructed for me. But it was built with love. And desperation.
I close my eyes and picture my first night here. The sound of his car idling. The darkness. Being cast aside, then found again. Another chance for everything I’ve ever wanted.
The darkest roads lead us to the light eventually.
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
The main issue I had with this book was it felt like the authors ( E.G. Scott is a pseudonym) concentrated so much on this twisted plot and forgot that there needs to be some compelling reason why the reader should be interested in what happens to the characters. I'm all for unlikable characters in books, but there has to be something about them that wants me to keep reading. The first 100 pages or so were a chore to get though because the characters felt so over-the-top, but eventually I at least became more interested in finding out what was going to happen. Rebecca and Paul have been married for almost 20 years. She's addicted to opiates, and he has been having an affair. When Rebecca discovers Paul is inching his way out the door with their life savings, she develops a plan to get revenge. This book is full of deeply disturbed individuals and takes one crazy turn after another. While this became more of a page-turner in the second half, my overall feeling is it's just an okay read. I give the authors credit for trying to come up with a plot that tries to catch readers off guard but unfortunately the book suffered greatly from poorly developed characters. I think this might be one of the rare instances that if the book were made into a movie, the film would have the potential to be better. I won a free copy of this book in a giveaway but was under no obligation to post a review. All views expressed are my honest opinion.
I would have never predicted that ending. Riveting from page one right through. How could a first novel be this good? Mind blowing. I loved it!!
The Woman Inside is a debut collaboration from E.G. Scott - a pseudonym for two NYC-based writers, one a publishing professional and one a screenwriter. The Woman Inside is told from two viewpoints - Rebecca the wife and Paul the husband. They've been married for twenty years and each of them came to the marriage with secrets. And after twenty years, there are new secrets. Paul is having an affair and it looks like he's planning a new future for himself. Rebecca has a serious drug problem, but is not going to let Paul throw away their marriage. They're each capable of so much.... "I didn't realize what I'd done until many minutes later. Sometimes my anger is like that. The rage has been within me for so long....I've worked hard to keep it under wraps, especially from my husband." Ahh, what follows is a lovely game of cat and mouse between the two. The reader is aware of what each player is thinking and scheming. There's also a back and forth narrative - giving us insight into the early days of the marriage. But things takes a turn with an unexpected twist and the two are now forced to work together against a common threat. But the reader is still privy to that insider knowledge - and I could see what was coming. But I wasn't completely right - there was still another few surprises. You'll have to suspend belief on a few plot devices, but go with it. Neither character is likeable and both are distinctly unreliable. The characters I did like were the police detectives - I found their back and forth banter quite entertaining. (Perhaps we'll see them in another book from this duo?) If you're looking for domestic noir with some really nice twists, this is a really good bet. (But I'm not sure about that cover....) The Woman Inside reads like a film - and TV rights to The Woman Inside have already been bought!
Would never have guessed the ending. It was an interesting book.
The woman inside is an exquisite thriller told from the points of view of the husband and the wife. The plot is convincing and the characters are believable and well developed. This book was hard for me to put down and when I did take a break I continued to think about what was happening in the book. This is one of the best thrillers I’ve read lately. I has a great ending. I highly recommend it. My thanks to Netgalley for the advanced copy in exchange for an honest review.
Most of the story was believable, until Rebecca supposedly suffocated her dying father. Still for the most part it was a good read.