“As I shut the door, I notice marks in the wood. Long thin lines running down the length of the door at about the level of my shoulder. I run my fingers over the indentations.
They almost seem like...
Scratches. Like somebody was scraping at the door.” Freida McFadden, The Housemaid Dust bunnies? Try skeletons.
Advertisement If you think cleaning houses is a chore, wait until you meet Millie Calloway—she’s not just dusting off shelves; she’s uncovering skeletons. And oh, do the house owners have plenty. Freida McFadden’s The Housemaid Trilogy (comprising The Housemaid, The Housemaid’s Secret and The Housemaid is Watching ) isn’t your average domestic thriller—it’s more like “How to Lose Your Sanity in 10 Days” mixed with a masterclass in gaslighting.
The Housemaid (Book 1) The series begins with The Housemaid , introducing Millie Calloway, a young woman, Millie, who is down on her luck—broke, unemployed and living in her car. So, when she lands a live-in maid job at the luxurious Winchester estate, it feels like a golden ticket. But this is no fairy tale.
Enter Nina Winchester: part damsel in distress, part unpredictable hurricane, who insists Millie lives in the attic—a room that locks from the outside. Yeah, if you’re getting horror movie vibes, you’re not wrong. But the plot thickens faster than Nina’s emotional outbursts.
From strange requests to ever-shifting rules, Millie soon realises she’s trapped in a house where nothing is as it s.
