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.
Forget My Name is one of those dark mysterious thrillers that keep one guessing. It was completely unpredictable. The characters just added to the suspense. Especially, the main protagonist who arrives with amnesia. Not knowing who she is and without proof, there’s not much to do. She arrives to home, saying that’s where she lived. But the current couple have no idea who she is nor why she was there. Or do they? Someone is lying. But the question of who lingers and intensifies the plot. I was quickly drawn into the book and found myself asking that repeatedly. The pacing was fast. That plus, the mystery identity of the woman and why she showed up made this an interesting read. Some parts weren’t so great. But overall, it was a good read. I recommend it to readers who like guessing what will happen, who, and why.