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I went into this expecting a standard domestic thriller, but McFadden’s script delivered a psychological rollercoaster that left my pulse thumping through the credits. Leonie Landa and Vanida Karun are a dream team: Landa’s Millie crackles with raw vulnerability, her voice trembling like a violin string pulled too tight, while Karun’s cold, measured tones turn the client’s demands into something far more sinister than a simple caregiving request. The pacing is flawless, juggling past and present until the threads snap together in a final act that’s both shocking and emotionally wrenching. That said, I’ll admit the midsection drags slightly as the mystery’s pieces are assembled—too much exposition chatter between Millie and her therapist, which risks pulling you out of the tension. The production is crisp, with subtle ambient sounds (rain tapping windows, distant sirens) enhancing the unease without overpowering the narration. If you love unreliable narrators and endings that linger like a bad dream, this is your next binge-listening obsession.