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.