The Housemaid: An absolutely addictive psychological thriller with a jaw-dropping twist

I feel terrible about this. I really do.

Wilhelmina “Millie” Calloway.

anything is better than her

The Twilight Zone

It’s simple. If you want to get out of the room, all you have to do is pull out one of your teeth.”

I watch Andrew’s face on the screen. His lips pull into a grimace and he throws the pliers on the floor. “You’re joking. There’s no way. I’m not doing that.”

“Relax,” I say. “I’m going to let you out.”

“Good.”

“Just not yet.”

“Millie…” he growls. “I did exactly what you said. Three hours.”

“Three hours?” I raise my eyebrows even though he can’t see them. “I’m sorry if you heard three hours. I actually said five hours. So I’m afraid you’re going to have to start over.”

now that I’ve survived—it turns out I’m not dead inside after all.

So yes, I slept with my married boss.

I’m so used to it, but I love seeing it through your eyes.”

At the touch of his palm against mine, a sensation shoots through me like a lightning bolt. It’s something I’ve never felt before