Reading “My Husband’s Wife” by Alice Feeney felt like stepping into a beautifully decorated home and slowly realizing the walls are shifting. From the opening pages, I found myself unsettled in the best possible way: curious, suspicious, and constantly wondering who I can trust. 

Eden Fox is not just a thriller heroine running toward danger. She’s a woman right on the edge of something big. Her art career is about to take off, her life finally seems to be aligning, and then she comes home to find her world erased.  

Her key doesn’t work. A stranger answers her door. And the man who promised to love her insists that the stranger is his wife. I could almost feel that panic about the terrible moment: If the people closest to me stopped believing my story, what proof would I have that it is true? 

Then the novel shifts to Birdy, and the tone quietly deepens. Birdy is fragile, guarded, and living with a diagnosis that has already stolen so much from her. When she inherits Spyglass, the old house by the sea, it feels like fate handing her a second chance. But the mysterious clinic that claims to predict death adds an eerie layer of inevitability. I found myself torn between pity and suspicion. I cared for her, yet I never fully trusted her. 

What I appreciated most is how the author refuses to give us simple villains or innocent victims. Everyone is damaged. Everyone is hiding something. And Spyglass — that creaking, beautiful, watchful house — becomes the place where all their secrets collide. 

The twists genuinely surprised me, not because they were loud or dramatic, but because they forced me to rethink everything I thought I understood about identity, love, and self-preservation. More than once I caught myself asking: If I were them, would I make a better choice? Or just a different one? 

As I turned the final pages, I felt both satisfied and unsettled — the perfect mood for a psychological thriller. “My Husband’s Wife” is not just about lies; it is about the stories we cling to when the truth threatens to destroy us. 

If you enjoy dark, emotional thrillers that blur right and wrong, this one might stay with you long after you close the book.