The waitress. The chef. The chef’s wife.

Three different stories, but which one contains the truth? When Hannah learns that famed chef Daniel Costello is facing accusations of sexual assault, she’s thrust back to the summer she spent as a waitress at his high-end Dublin restaurant. Drawn in by the plush splendour of the dining rooms, the elegance of the food, the wild parties after service, Hannah also remembers the sizzling tension of the kitchens. And how the attention from Daniel morphed from kindness into something darker… His restaurant shuttered, his lawyers breathing down his neck, Daniel is in a state of disbelief.

Decades of hard graft, of fighting to earn recognition for his talent – is it all to fall apart because of something he can barely remember? Hiding behind the bedroom curtains from the paparazzi’s lenses, Julie is raking through more than two decades spent acting the supportive wife, the good mother, and asking herself what it’s all been for. Their three different voices reveal a story of power and abuse, victimhood and complicity. This is a novel about the facades that we maintain, the lies that we tell and the courage it takes to face the truth.