How do you know who to trust…

…when you don’t even know who you are?

You are outside your front door.

There are strangers in your house.

Then you realise. You can’t remember your name.

She arrived at the train station after a difficult week at work. Her bag had been stolen, and with it, her identity. Her whole life was in there – passport, wallet, house key. When she tried to report the theft, she couldn’t remember her own name. All she knew was her own address.

Now she’s outside Tony and Laura’s front door. She says she lives in their home. They say they have never met her before.

One of them is lying.

I received a free copy of this book in exchange for a fair and honest review.

I’ll confess going into this book expecting it to read like any number of other psychological thrillers. The novel aspect this time was that of an unexplained amnesia. Alone, this dynamic made for an interesting novel but the twists and turns that follow really turn up the tension.

When a young woman arrives in an English village with no idea who she is or why she’s here, mysteries and riddles unfold. The only thing she knows is she has to go to a specific house, upending the lives of Laura and her American husband Tony. When the unknown woman is mistakenly identified as someone who killed her friend in the midst of a mental health crisis, the situation only becomes more complicated.

I was pleasantly surprised with how Forget My Name plays out. It’s deeply psychological, with lots of mental manipulation and mind games that keep the twists and turns coming. And in spite of it containing a few new revelations of a shocking nature, none are over the top. All in all, this made for a thrilling, fast-paced read.

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