How well do you know your neighbour?
Would you trust them with your life?
I heard Emily before I saw her. The harsh smack of heels against cheap wooden floorboards. The loud phone calls. The incessant music.
I knew Emily before I met her. Discarded receipts in our communal hallway. Sticky leftovers in the shared food waste bin. Wine shop vouchers in the letterbox.
Now she’s gone missing, and I’m the only one who can find her. The only one who can save her.
Because I know her best, and I heard everything.
The Girl Upstairs is a spine-tingling psychological thriller of grief and obsession that explores how lonely London can be and how sometimes it’s our neighbours who see us most, who know us best…
A must-read for fans of Lisa Jewell and Sarah Pinborough.
The ending was so different to how I expected from the beginning of this read.
The characters where both annoying to begin with based on how each one seen each other – only until their stories began to unravel.
At first, I thought she was a very nosey neighbour commenting on every small thing. But that was her life currently after losing her husband. I began to see she was just very concerned as it was a similar type of situation later on at times.
It is a very slow mystery novel however there are a lot of sad moments which I didn’t expect. It is a good book. There was definitely a lot of character development going on.