The harsh light streams into the living room. fantastic.\' NetGalley reviewer ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐. had me gripped...
I needed to know how it was going to end...
Prepare to be gripped from the first page to the last.\' Goodreads reviewer ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ \'I could not put it down... will leave you breathless... gripping... compels you to keep turning the pages late into the night... jaw-dropping...
absolutely fantastic.\' Goodreads reviewer ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ \'Heart-pounding... the amount of twists is insane!... reading this whole book was my main priority... after reading that first chapter I was hooked and that was my plans ruined... will keep you racing through the pages all night long.\' Goodreads reviewer ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ \'Oh my god! What a book!... totally addictive... absolutely gripping... spine-tingling!... incredibly suspenseful...
I had to finish this marvellous thriller in one sitting!...
I absolutely loved this!\' @ARCreviews_by_m ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ \'Brilliant... literally impossible to put down!... highly addictive... gripped me from the very first page to the last!...
Fans of The Woman in the Window, Freida McFadden and Lisa Jewell won\'t be able to put this jaw-dropping psychological thriller down! What readers are saying about The Baby: \'Wow, where do I even begin?!...
Did I steal the baby from a loving mother, or did I do it to protect him? And when dawn breaks, will I give him back? An absolutely addictive page-turner with heart-pounding twists from beginning to end.
The truth is, I really don\'t know what happened.
I hear his questions, but I can\'t answer them.
His face contorts in shock glimpsing the child cradled against my chest.
Frozen in panic, and with my heart pounding in my chest, I don\'t have time to think before my husband, Miles, appears in the doorway.
His peaceful sleep disturbed by the sound of keys rattling against the front door.
Could this be my one chance to become a mother? As the sun sets, the baby begins to stir.
The day I was told I\'d never have a baby, the ground fell from beneath me.
Rocking the small bundle in my arms, I\'m reminded of a time when I\'d pictured tiny booties in every version of my future.
It\'s all I\'ve ever wanted, but this baby is not mine...
A shiver runs through me.
On the worn rug sits an out-of-place wooden drawer and swaddled inside, with rosy cheeks and large round eyes, a baby looks up at me.
The harsh light streams into the living room
