My Review of Death Row by Freida McFadden

What the heck have I just read!!

Talia is in love with her husband Noel, until she finds out he is having affair. That’s when things change. She continually maintains her innocence. She did not kill her husband. But as time goes on, you wonder whether she is guilty after all. Then the first twist happens.

The story moves from her prison cell to her previous life when Talia and Noel were very much in love. How could it go so wrong?

I read it in one sitting during the evening, then went to bed, and woke in the night. It had filtered through my dreams. It made me wonder, What the heck happened?

My emotions were all over the place, and that ending! Well, I’m still coming to terms with it. The story went to another level in this genius and well plotted tale.

This book description is this.

With all hope of an appeal fading away, the fate of a condemned murderess takes a shocking turn in a breathtaking short story by the #1 New York Times bestselling author of The Housemaid.

Talia Kemper is on death row for murdering her husband. She had an alibi and no known motive, yet Talia’s unwavering protestations of innocence have always been ignored. Then one day in the visiting area, she sees a recognizable stranger she’s certain is her husband. It turns out the man she’s been convicted of killing may not be dead after all. But as the days tick away toward Talia’s execution, what will it take for her to be believed?

My Favourite Bits

If I roll to my side on this sorry excuse for a bed, I can just barely see the one tiny window, only slightly larger than my hand, which is close to the ceiling. I’d have to stand on my bed in order to see outside, although there’s not much of a view, which Noel always says is the most important thing about picking a place to live.

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He’s cute—that’s undeniable—but my head fills with protests about just having gotten out of a relationship and how I barely know him. But I don’t say any of that, because I realize right then that none of it matters. Because somehow, I sense there’s something special about Noel Kemper, who made me smile for the first time since that asshole broke my heart.

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“Time to go, Kemper.” I look back one last time at the man in the dark suit. He’s talking to the redheaded inmate, his attention focused on her, but then, just as Rhea is pulling me from the room, he raises his eyes to meet mine. Oh my God. It’s Noel.

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