This psychological thriller revolves around three neighbouring couples and kicks off with a dark, tantalising mystery: someone is trapped inside a bonfire on Bonfire Night. But who? And why? From there, the book rewinds, taking us through the events leading up to that fateful night – and beyond.

The three women are incredibly well-crafted, each with complex inner workings and hidden secrets. But Margot stole the show for me. My phone is now full of screenshots of her hilarious one liner thoughts, including gems like: “I swallow a couple of painkillers for a headache that’s been stalking me like a charity worker rattling a can in the high street” and “Who goes for a walk at midnight in March aside from badgers and sex offenders?”

I love when characters sit in that morally grey space and John Marrs does this brilliantly here – none of these women are wholly good or bad, which makes the story even more gripping.

I won’t say much more because I don’t want to spoil it, but You Killed Me First was a thrilling, highly enjoyable read. If you love psychological thrillers packed with secrets, suspense, and sharp wit, this one’s for you.