What if everything you thought about the worst day of your life was actually a lie?
Charlie came to New York City for journalism school and stayed because after tragedy she fell in love with the city. She has become a highly successful magazine editor and is engaged to an old money heir to a publishing firm. However, Charlie is hiding dark secrets about the Christmas Eve night when students at her school were killed, and she blacked out and found herself covered in blood.
This story had such an interesting premise, but seems to get a bit lost in the weeds of flipping from Then and Now – it gets a bit confusing what is memories and what actually happened. We start picking up speed as Charlie is meeting with her therapist and then … the therapist goes on vacation.
Honestly, this feels like a whole series of miscommunications and secrets that did NOT need to be hidden and could have saved people from years of guilt and pain, and at the centre is an unlikable poor little rich girl in red bottoms.
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