The Girl on the Train by Paula Hawkins

"There is something comforting about the sight of strangers safe at home."

The Girl on the Train is a book that teaches you to trust NO ONE. This point is made precise and clear by using three female narrators who share the storytelling of this book. One of them is an alcoholic. Another one is a cheat and another is a liar. Now, who really can you trust here?

This book is a gripping psychological thriller which follows the intertwined lives of these three women. Rachel is the alcoholic who takes the same train every single day and becomes obsessed with a seemingly happy couple by the name of Scott and Megan as she observes them from the train window. And this Megan goes missing one day, and Rachel is sucked into this investigation despite her unreliable memory and addiction. Anna is yet another one of the important characters of this story that helps in the revelation of the truth at the end.

This book clearly shows how our perceptions of others can be twisted and manipulated, leading to many misunderstandings and problems. It is full of little secrets that everyone keeps within themselves. It is gripping. It is thrilling. And it is terrifyingly creepy.

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