The Sins That Bind Us
by Geneva Lee
I wasn’t given a choice. Not when I did my first line of cocaine. Not when I became a single mother. But I changed, and every decision I’ve made was to protect myself and my son from my weaknesses—and my past.
Until Jude came along and made me question everything, even my own secrets.
The sins I carry with me can never be discovered. Life handed me broken bits of people and left me to construct my own world, and it’s too fragile to take a chance on Jude Mercer.
We write our own stories.
We build our own prisons.
We weave our own lies.
We commit the sins that bind us.
A truly emotional tale that will touch every reader on some level. This story had some similarities that I was able to relate to from my own family experiences; which touched me on a much deeper level. For my first experience with Geneva Lee’s writing, this book made me a new fan. I was touched by the story and its characters and moved by the emotions it all evoked.
Faith’s life was filled with drugs and debauchery. She lived for the party and the high. So when she became a mother, it was a hope that this life event would result in a change for the better.
To help raise her son in a better environment, she spends her time working, attending NA and ensuring her son feels love, every day. So when Jude shows up, she’s weary of this man and not only how he makes her feel but that as he gets closer to her, he gets closer to knowing her secrets.
As I read Faith and Jude’s story, I was able to see addiction in all forms. ANYTHING in excess can be an addiction. Faith and Jude were proof of that. The lives they lead and the choices they made caused issues in their lives that made it difficult to trust or move forward.
The Sins That Bind Us was a bit more emotional than I expected and was ended up as a story I won’t forget.
A gilded cage is still a cage.
From the womb, she was owned. Shula Kelley was signed away before her first breath, just like everyone else in secessionist Texas. She was called beautiful like it meant something important. Like it would get her a kind husband, or one less cruel. She hoped Jared Agnesson was kind.
And the devil you know is still the devil.
As punishment for his son’s rebellion, the patriarch of the Agnesson clan claimed Shula for his own. And she saw only one way out. Shula had a plan, but she didn’t realize it would require a savior.
Suffer not the sins of the father.
First acts of rebellion open doors that are best left closed. Until Jared walked through it. Her savior. But how can she truly love when she only knows obedience?