The Housemaid (The Housemaid, #1)

by Freida McFadden

I still can’t quite put my finger on what’s bothering me. There’s something about this room that’s making a little ball of dread form in the pit of my stomach.

There was something about that room

And she’s staring at me like she can see right through me. Right through my soul.

Once we get back down to the first floor, the tension leaves my body.

There’s something in his expression that sends a chill down my spine. And then he shakes his head, almost imperceptibly. Almost like he’s trying to warn me. But he doesn’t say a word.

All I want is a fresh start.

I wonder if she would feel the same way about me if she knew I spent the last ten years of my life in prison.

just felt like you and I had a connection.

“I added you to our family plan. It cost almost nothing.”

“Why is the lock to this bedroom on the outside rather than the inside?”

Sometimes it feels like Nina has a split personality. She flips from hot to cold so rapidly. She claims she was joking, but I’m not so sure.

As I shut the door, I notice marks in the wood. Long thin lines running down the length of the door at about the level of my shoulder. I run my fingers over the indentations. They almost seem like… Scratches. Like somebody was scraping at the door. Trying to get out.

Even though I have a window, it doesn’t open.

Danger.

He’s an idiot if he doesn’t know that.

Then again, plenty of men are idiots.

Haloperidol is an antipsychotic medication, used to treat schizophrenia, bipolar disorder, delirium, agitation, and acute psychosis.

The last thing I want is to end up back in prison. That’s all that matters.